Circles
Sometimes
the problem seems to be me
But
I suppose sometimes it’s really you
Although
it’s true that it’s actually her
And
you and I both know she blames it on him
But
he doesn't know does he
And
she won’t tell him will she
And
sometimes I wonder how could she
But
she doesn't care about him, only me
And
he’s completely clueless, isn't he
Because
he assumes the problem is you
And
thinks no one could pin it on him
It’s
doubtful he even remembers her
But
no one can hold a grudge like her
She’s
quite vindictive, isn't she
She wouldn't forget someone like him
And
he is to blame, so she tells me
But
you think this is ridiculous, don’t you
He doesn't remember, how can he
He’s
not that kind of person, is he
And
you’re inclined to blame it on her
Even
though he wants to argue it’s you
But
you firmly believe it’s she
That’s
the issue, not you and not me
And
for some strange reason also not him
I
don’t understand why you accept him
When
he couldn't accept you, could he
And
he complains about you to me
Just
as you complain about her
And
she about him, but at least she
Is
honest with me, unlike you
But
you apologize for that don’t you
Because
when you lie, it’s to lie for him
Something
she would never do would she
But
he’s oblivious, isn't he
The
same as he is about her
And
this whole mess is just confusing me
So
there’s the issue of you and he
And
the problem of him and her
And
of course she...which leaves me
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