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It was our third date, and we were in the park It was a Tuesday in the middle of March I said the wrong thing, I knew it in my heart, I guess I read your fortune, I saw the mother wound You lit a cigarette, then we were in my room You took my clothes off, I was in debt to you again I should've known that it was no way to start a conversation Loving you lowered my expectations Loving you lowered my expectations I should've shown you I'm no saint before it got complicated Loving me wеnt from a high worth chasing To something lower than your expеctations You had a bad night, and your patience was gone You'd been the good guy for a little too long I read your cards right, but I wished I'd been wrong for once It was our third month, you were renting a room It was our first fight in the middle of June I tried to reach you, there was no getting through for us I should've known that it was no way to start a conversation Loving you lowered my expectations Loving you lowered my expectations I should've shown you I'm no saint before it got complicated Loving me went from a high worth chasing Loving me went from a wall worth breaking Loving me went from a life worth saving To something lower than your expectations From Letras Mania