Much love
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atmosphere
say hey there:
Whacha gonna do?
Slam doors, break a glass?
Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass
She still makes time to hate me
But basically, I'm overbooked - no emotional vacancy
Complacency seems so simple
Like fuck it, let me be the one you fight and call Mr.
Right
It's an addiction, bound to stick around
'Cause a junkie won't bounce till he hits the ground
These drugs ain't as good as we wish they were
This buzz doesn't keep us from missing her
That love that built all of this emphasis
Built enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus
It's easier to leave it there
Each time I see your tears
Makes me need a beer to relieve the fear
I wanna keep a clear sky
And fly away like a meteor outta here
Maybe next year I'll reappear
Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick
that even I'm convinced that i'm the one that sick
You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrist
or you can choke on that blood from that tounge you've bit
And when you acted up, best believe i blessed you back
I've got a fucking fan base that can attest to that
I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership card
cause i want no motherfuckin' part of it
We're just two dogs on all fours
It's a tug of war for who loves you more
Blame it on tours and lock bathroom doors
or maybe it was because my voice was louder
that yours (what? You jealous?)
and i'll be damned if i do this for forever
Everybody lookin' at me like i don't know better
Instead I gotta run if i'm ever gonna forget her
cause i've always been a go-getter (so what)
And now I got a head full of better off dead
I followed down them steps and slept in the wrong bed
If I had a breath of self-respect left
I'd set fire to the box spring to help it catch
Let these ashes represent the mattress
Director left the set, but nobody told the actresses
So she's still acting as if we scheduled a practice
And my soundtrack is compromising her theatrics
(You) You remind me of me
It's not a compliment, get your song on
(You) Who you trying to be?
Got no tolerance left for drama
(You) You would like to go free
Jump off the fence, let your claws out
(You) You remind me of me
Rough up all of them till they gone
There, here we go ahead with my threats to leave
Like I've ever left cause she wouldn't let me breathe
Instead I kept it deep it enough to get you to believe
That I'm incapable of escaping and setting you free
Well, I'ma open up that map and see the nation
Call it vocation, call it a vacation
You can find me at the airport, waitin'
Or maybe I'll be chain smoking down at the train station
With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack
Gotta go, and I don't know when I'll be back
Get my last pay check, smash and make steps
Gone on the road with cool-G rap in the tape deck
HI. I LOVE you
