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tempermental


I think you need some help

Telling me to go find someone else

When i tell you that i will

You blow up on me

I haven't yet, but still.

 

Telling me that i'm wrong

When your fucking attacking me

For your own mistakes

You will never change

And i've known that all along

 

Im done

With all of this bullshit

You never treated me fair

I refused to see

But now I can't see through it.

 

Now i'm done trying

I have fought

I have tried everything

So now I'm done crying. 

It's the same thing

Every fucking day

Your mood changes

From hating my guts

So hey, let's play.

 
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