All The Recipes I've Ever Ruined
(Donald)
This apartment is falling apart
And I can't figure out where to start setting things right
It's been the worst part of a year
Since you turned a cartwheel in here
And said your goodbyes
I was wrong, all things considered
But it's taken so long for me to admit it
This apartment is falling apart
If these walls could talk
I'd ask them to please keep it down
It's the kitchen that frightens me most
My mistakes, and your ghost hanging around
Don't think I don't know what you're doing
Let's drink to all the recipes I've ever ruined
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