Oh he treats me with respect
He say's he loves me all the time
He calls me fifteen times a day
he likes to make sure that I'm fine
you know i've never met a man
who's made me feel quite so secure
he not like all them other boys
they're all so dumb and immature
theres just one thing that getting in the way
When we go up to bed
you're just not good it's such a shame
I look into your eyes.
I want to get to know you
and then you make this noise and it's apparent that it's over
Its not fair and I think your really mean
I think your really mean,
I think your really mean.
Oh you're supposed to care but you never make me scream
You never make me scream
Oh it's not fair and it's really not okay
It's really not okay
It's really not okay
Oh you're supposed to care but all you do is take
Yeah all you do is take
Oh, I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
I'm feeling pretty damn hard done by
I spent ages giving head
And then I remember all the nice things
that you've said to me
Maybe I'm just overreacting
maybe you're the one for me.
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Hi. I'm not you. I don't want you to feel bad for me.
I'm sorry I don't sit all day and devise ways to make people feel such things.
I'm not playing a game.
I played your game and I'm tired of it.
I can't be smothered in a never changing world.
Change doesn't mean feelings change.
Maybe if we did something different you would have figured that part out.
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On another note completely, I still won't ever forget you.
I promised, I'd never say it if I never thought it was false.
You're much better then anything I deserve.
And I'm positive I'll kick myself in the ass for it one day.
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I wanna make you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends.
I wanna crash you're car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick.
I knew you couldn't deal with the ugly in me.
I knew you'd just stand there and hope.
I knew you could never actually do anything about it.
Such a shame.
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