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Look, I Love You but You Really Fucked Me Over Big Time

Look, I Love You but You Really Fucked Me Over Big Time

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All your information came at me so quickly

So I couldn't understand

Any of the words that you thought were so clever

What's that gotta do with me

Alone at a subway station

Or me alone hiding in basements

Trying to avoid the fleeting sense

That everyone was leaving

Everything you do is so dramatic

It's not funny, no one's laughing

And you're so fucking sensitive it hurts me too

But what's that gotta do with me?

Absolutely nothing

So please don't tell me what they think about me

Cause they don't care and I don't care until I'm lying on the floor

If everybody's been through this, can we please get it over with?

Cause right now no one fucking cares that I am walking out that door

Cause there are cracks between the lines

The type that don't fill up with time

Walking to my car from your house

Never felt so short

I can't find out my shaking hands

Or how to turn the wheel without hitting a tree

Wish I would fall asleep

(Because then you'd never see me again)

But searching for red flags in rose-tinted glasses

It never worked for me

Everything you do is so dramatic

It's not funny, no one's laughing

And you're so fucking sensitive it hurts me too

But what's that gotta do with me?

Absolutely nothing

So please don't tell me what they think about me

Cause they don't care and I don't care until I'm lying on the floor

If everybody's been through this, can we please get it over with?

Cause right now no one fucking cares that I am walking out that door

Cause there are cracks between the lines

The type that don't fill up with time

There's a head shaped hole in the wall

From when you ran across the room

And tried to teach me something about pain

That I hadn't learned in high school

You said "I'll partake in all the planned activities

And I'll show up for your concerts

And I'll listen to your songs before they come out on the web first"

I said "I'm having an outburst cause I can't stop thinking

About how you felt

When I started drinking and drinking some more"

You were trapped in Baltimore

Bron: LRCLIB

30-daagse activiteit

Mike Walton (Basement Version)

Mike Walton (Basement Version)

Adjust the Sails

I Can't Afford to Miss You In This Economy

I Can't Afford to Miss You In This Economy

Adjust the Sails

The Spirit of Jack Daniels

The Spirit of Jack Daniels

Thoughts on Bowling

now THIS is podracing

now THIS is podracing

Mom Jeans.

Mass Re-Done

Mass Re-Done

Modern Baseball

Trees III

Trees III

McCafferty

if ur leffen then im chillindude

if ur leffen then im chillindude

Flight Patterns

thank god for brollinger

thank god for brollinger

Flight Patterns

O.K., Mom

O.K., Mom

Marietta

Nothing's a Sure Thing, Shelly

Nothing's a Sure Thing, Shelly

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