Watcha 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 mister right
It's and addictition bound to stick around
caus a junky won't bounce 'till he hits the ground(get down)
And these drugs ain't as good as we wish they were(get up)
and this buzz doesn't keep us from missin' her (get over)
And that love that built all of this emphasis
spilled enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus(get out)
It's easier to leave it there
Each time i see your tears makes me need
a beer to releave the fear
I wanna keep a clear sky and fly away like a menteor
outta here maybe next year I'll reapper

Chorus
I'll say hey there, we don't play fair
We can't stay here, I hope you take care {4x)

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
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Instead I gotta run if i'm ever gonna forget her
cause i've always been a go-getter (so what)

chorus

And now i got a head full of better off dead
I followed down these steps, and slept in the wrong bed
If i had a breath of self-respect left
I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it catch wreck
Let these ashes represent the mattress
Director left the set but nobody told the actress
So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a practice
and my soundtrack is compromisin' her theatrics
You, you remind me of me, it's not a compliment
Get your song on
You,who you tryin'to be?
I've 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, run from all of them til they all gone
Then, her we go again , with the treats to leave
Like i've ever felt a she who wouldn'tlet me breathe
instead i kept it deep enough to get to you to believe
that i'm incapable of escapin' and sittin' you free
Well I'mma 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 smokin' down at the train station
With the pose of a mack and the cloths in a sack
Gotta go and I don't know when i'll be back
Get my last paycheck, smash and make steps
Gone, on the run with Kool G.Rap in the tapedeck (pease)

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