"Hello?"

"I love you"

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"Not"

  I cannot get out of this place that I am in

when every one of your words, they mean nothing

Where do you get off telling me constantly what i'll be

that i'll be just fine if I cannot be close to you

I don't wanna waste my time again
By getting wasted with so-called friends
Cause they don't know me
But they pretend to be part of my social scenery
And hey maybe I'm a critic, a cynic
Or am I jaded? Or am I afraid of it?
Cause it's draggin' me down

 And I can write about a thousand songs to impress you.
But I wouldn’t want to do that.
I can make you feel like the King of the world, but I won't.
'Cause you're full of imperfections.
This is coming from a third perspective.
All day you should need to be selective
This is coming from a lady
But your needs all matter, hers on the sidelines

  So go ahead and buy yourself a drink
Cause you know you’re deserving of it
Go ahead and cry yourself to sleep
And think how you hate me so bad.