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too much to ask?

It's the first time I've ever felt this lonely,
Wish someone cure this pain
It's funny when you think it's gonna work out
Till you chose weed over me you’re so lame
I thought you were cool until the point,
Up until the point you didn't call me when you said you would
Finally figured out you're all the same,
Always coming up with some kind of story

Every time I try to make you smile,
You're always feeling sorry for yourself
Every time I try to make you laugh,
You can't your too tough
You think you're loveless
Is that too much that I’m askin for?

Thought you'd come around when I ignored you,
Sorta thought you'd have the decency to change
But babe I guess you didn't take that warning,
’Cause I'm not about to look at your face again

Can't you see that you lie to yourself?
You can't see the world through a mirror
It won't be too late when the smoke clears’
Cause I, I am still here

Comments

Anonymous said…
haha is it sad that I read the first paragraph and knew the song and artist??
pihzaz said…
Dude I honestly thought you wrote this, because it's exactly what i see with you guys. Like holy shit.
And i was totally gonna say it sounds like a song. ahaha then i saw marysias comment and was like WHAT
rudeawakenings said…
not sad at all marysia
i love this song
:)
and nice petra

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