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| "You're Busy" | |
I've got broken legs, that's how you make me feel, The way you rip me apart, hey, whats the deal Out front you act so nice, you look so good but, Whats wrong under the hood? I think its time we stop the childish game, my ears are bleeding from hearing you complain . . . You say you're busy but I don't believe you you're makin' stories so I can't see you This is not your little playground, so stop beating my face into the ground! Yeah, I'm ready to move on, enough second chances, I'm tired of those evil glances. If you really cared you wouldn't treat me so bad, beating me up with your immaturity, It's not mine, but your insecurity, I've had enough, I've had enough, I've had enough of this drama you force upon, I said I'm tired of playing this game, all your stories are sounding the same . . . You say you're busy but I don't believe you you're makin' stories so I can't see you This is not your little playground, so stop beating my face into the ground! I don't believe you, I can't see you, I don't believe you, I can't see you, You blow me off, just making things worse, So take some of those pills in the bottom of your purse, what was I thinking, I know your busy and you've got to do your hair but when you look, I just won't be there . . . You say you're busy but I don't believe you you're makin' stories so I can't see you This is not your little playground, so stop beating my face into the ground! You say you're busy but I don't believe you you're makin' stories so I can't see you This is not your little playground, so stop beating my face into the ground! |
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