I finally found a way
To make it go away
Make all
Clean up next day
From the tickertape parade that you threw
it was one of those nights,
when you make twenty phone
When she called my sneakers tennis shoes
I knew she was
I took a beating in 2003
At least I improved
My threshold
Can't take it from me
You can't take it from me
No
a week a week you've been sleeping for a week
yeah
Don't be that way 'cause I might be on that
You're a gallon away,
from drowning yourself
but I don't mind,
it's what
Gettin' real suspicious of the one I love
It's like she's
I finally found a way
To make it go away
Make all
well don't be that way cause i might be on
coffee shop on a rented bike
8am feeling strangely close to
You’re a gallon away
From drowning yourself
But I don’t mind
Its what
She's a golden ticket
A shining peach mixed in a drink
That's
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