Bullshit 

You wanna trash this? 

You want me to hate you cause you’re still you

You might have quit the booze and the drugs

But you ain’t got much to show for it 

With a mouth like yours 

Why would anybody stick around? 

You’re too much 

Too little 

Too soon 

Too late 

Too fucking annoying. 

I don’t care to care to make it right 

Cause I can’t make you right 

When you think you do no wrong 

Spit your nasty shit at some other girl

Try and change someone else to be a necrotic jealous angry control freak like you. 

Cause it ain’t me babe 

It ain’t me 


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