"... the one to push you."

If it were not for my selfish demands,
you might've still been with me,
and I would never have lost you,
or maybe I could've been good enough
to let you go before I hurt you,
and pushed you down when
I knew you were hurting?

I am at fault for making you this way,
and I can never be sorry enough.

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