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SUCH A FUSS
your gone nowhere to be found
I think i might have to pick my head..up off the ground
you say the letters i wrote made you cry
I still ask the same question why why why
Why must you tease me like this
What have i done to make you so pissed
In one of my eyes there is a tear
It's a shade of happiness cuz your not here
abuse me use me tease me inside my head
Love me hate me i'm tired of those words that you said
Your far away somewhere that i won't stay
I'll cover myself so you don't reconize my face
You say the memories will always last
I don't want to see you and that's a fact
You use me abuse me tease me inside my head
You love me hate me why can;t you make up your mind
Such a fuss of illistration leaving me on the hill to complection
Feeling tired from running on the wheel
being starved by the fact that your not real
abuse me use me tease me inside my head
Love me hate me i'm tired of those words that you said
