On Your Marks - I Wrote This Song With Your Guitar | Текст песни

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I feel the need to write you a song even though you've given me nothing to write about. And that's mostly because you haven't even spoken to me in days. For some reason I still love you anyway. You only call me when you feel lonely, but that's every day for me and you're never there.
If only you kept your own promise when you said you'd never look at another boy like that, because I've kept mine, and darling it shows. I've been an asshole to everyone that I know.
You say don't get high, but you do it every other day without me in mind.
You say don't talk to any other girl... Well the hipocrisy, it kills.
Especially when you tell me honestly, you're smoking weed with him in your room. And especially when he's laying in your bed and I get no answer because "that would be rude."
It would be rude.
It would be rude of me to interrupt your happy little world, and do the same thing he did to me.

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