I’m sorry I roll my eyes
When you say something smart
I’m sorry I don’t give you credit
For being clever and creative at heart

I’m sorry I make you feel
Like you’re not good enough for me
It’s really quite the opposite;
I’m your admirer, don’t you see?

All those times that I scoff at you
I’m really jealous you thought it first
You got ahead of me, and that’s bad
Because… I’m the one who isn’t worst

I’m always so competitive
But I need to take a step back
We’re on the same team, you and I
Your victories are mine, that’s a fact

So I’m sorry I make you feel
Like I’m tired of you
It’s absolutely the opposite
That’s absolutely, completely true.

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