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Maybe you want me, have a hard time showing it,

so you can't blame me for never knowing it,

the way the blunts still roll the same when with you,

makes me wonder why i ever even missed you,

a damn good kisser, with a crazy good body,

what does it all add up to? the one who shot me,

never wore my kevlar around her, i trusted,

now i'm left graciously feeling disgusted,

the level that you were on, no girl could be,

which is why it's killing me you don't want me,

why i calmed down, stayed content in my pocket,

never scrambled out, stayed home and locked it,

the way she looks, gotta make it meaningless,

gotta pretend that i didn't even enjoy one kiss,

even when i wish nothing but the best for you,

i'll pretend that you're nothing and ignore you.