Stop the Madness
My heart hurts everyday
Wish I knew how to turn back time
Want this to stop in so many ways
You all should be shame
I try being nice as can be
I kid around for the most part
Guess you would never be able to see
And I know that I am no work of art
Tearing my mind out
To see if I can do anything to fix things
I have tried being a kind scout
But we are no diamond rings
Why can't we be friends?
I want to be yours and yours and yours
But your heart need to be cleansed
And I would rather be tucked away in my drawers
Please.....stop
I am asking as nice as i possibly can right now
And please don't begin to sing Thrift Shop
You don't deserve to take that bow
Can you please give me some space?
I can't take one breathe without having to worry about you on my back
And no this is no sort of race
I just want to relax
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