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You said you tried to make me bitter, but i don't think you would do a thing like... Maybe I know her better, but not point blank. It might be better in another town, when you're never there and he's never around.
The question that was in my mind? I wanted a sixpack to forget. I said I'm sad it's your birthday. This gotta be the real last ditch. You fell asleep just to make me feel bad. I went to the bar just to meet up with a friend, the friend who gets me wasted. Things that I collect, you'll hate 'em in a while. You dress up, shut and throw up. Trapped with each other and the car sound. We're shutting each other out.
Hey, three is a crowd! Stay away until tomorrow. Let's pick a fight with him where everybody can see. I was trying to forget you, but you always seem to stay.
It ain't no love scene that makes my teeth grind. It's not a problem. Well it's a problem to you.
I said I'm sad it's your birthday. I'm like a spare tire, who is used when the first one breaks. You brought me to your mansion. Look for worse than i've accomplished, just to see the faliure of it all. Her things in storage, and her picture on my wall. And that navy blue sweater she got from me? Doesn't matter anymore. I could tell by your voice it wasn't very hard.