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Why sit here and wait, why wait to break

I've been thrown at the wall

Splitting headache, tears inside fall

Suffocated, and dense, what your lies have done to me

You may be a lot smarter, but you're less mature then me.

I think before i say things, I think before i act

I wait for faults to subside, before I turn my back

I don't implore to others, and display wrong things you've done

You've hurt me badly before, but I've always placed you #1

I'd try to be less insensitive, and call back if I were you,

I'm low self-esteemed and rather proud, so I how it is to admit I've done wrong things too.

So I gusse I'm really nothing, I suppose I've never been

I thought you couldn't love me stronger, but that wasn't the picture you painted for him.