Lent you outsidaz and my new Badu
While you were thinking I didn't have a clue
Tough to sort files with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a Marlboro red
So now I feel so small discovering you knew
How much more torture would you have put me through?
You probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
Or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes, yeah
And although my pride is not easy to disturb
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With you battered jeans and your Beastie tee
Now I can't work like this, no no, with you next to me
And although he is nothing in the scheme of my years
It just serves to blugdeon my futile tears
And I'm not used to this, no, no, I observe, I don't chase
So now I'm stuck with consequences thrust in my face, yeah
And the melodramas of my day deliver blows
That surpass your rejection it just goes to show
A simple attraction that reflects right back to me
So I'm not as into you as I appear to be, yeah
And although my pride, yeah, is not easily disturbed, yeah
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With you battered jeans, yeah, and your Beastie's tee
Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me
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