Your stuff
My stuff
Our stuff
was nothing but a bluff
Sad to say that it wasn't enough
Our stuff wasn't that tough
It couldn't handle the parts that were rough
It tried...
It failed.
So it means nothing.
Our stuff is just
Stuff.
It Has no meaning
(the excess fluff)
So this is ending
What we had is now was
Maybe we could forget about the rough
That broke our precious stuff.