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How about we talk a little bit, You and I?
It doesn't seem to matter how hard I try.
Every day I fall down, and can't get back up.
Man that really is some tough kind of love.
Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to whine,
but damn it'd be nice if something just went right.
I'm thankful for everything I have
so don't think for a second that's why I'm mad.
It just seems like nothing ever goes the way I need it to.
I've asked many times to be made anew.
Lately though it just seems like You don't have time for me
It just feels like every time I get into someone, they leave.
After a while that crap starts to hurt.
When the hell is it ever gonna be my turn?!
Don't I get the chance to be loved by someone?!
Every time I start to feel it, I turn around, and they're gone.
I don't know why they all do that to me.
I guess I am just the perfect person to leave.
If you can't tell by now, I'm down in the pit.
God I need a little help getting out of it.
Reach out your hand, and pull me back up now.
Because I'm tired of being left face down on the ground.
