I'm sittin' up in my room
Thinkin' about you, guess
I'm just a wasted boy
With nothing better to do
Try not tp pick up the phone
Eleven times a day
When do I hope you're not home
I got nothin to stay I gotta stop
It really hurts
Eight ways to say you're wrong
Twenty ways to lie
Eight ways to say tomorrow
Something better change
Been livin with your shit too long
You know it's gotta end
Yell to me sing your song
You know it's gotta end
You just been around too long
To still be my friend
Try and talk it out with you
Let's not pretend
Now's the time today's the day
To show you what I fail to say
I gotta stick I got some friends
This is where your story ends right now.
We're gonna belt right now
You don't look so well that's right
You can't walk so well
Go on, give it a chance
May I ask for this dance
You're so fucked up

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