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Listen to me as I decide to tell the truth,
I was way too good to you even though you were a youth,
I am about to pop my top, knock my noggin on the ceiling,
I would rather be nasty than have you walk all over my feelings.
The only thing going for is that chest,
make sure you use it wisely as it is your only best,
and since I was always giving, yet never seemed enough,
I am changing your name in my phone book, to "Do Not Pick Up."
I am beginning to fix that hole, where you let the rain in,
I am always going to be nice, even though guys like me never win,
life is tough, but like a big pill I learn to swallow it,
in the end it is all about that green, and life only amounts to the weight of your wallet.