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So easy for you to forget isn't it? 

You're all talk and air

You sit nodding in your head at their whispers 

You won't admit it 

You're afraid of what i'd do

But you don't have to say a word 

You've said it all In your silence 

And the way your eyes dart across the room 

When they say what they say 

And you don't say what you say 

Paying lip-service to my emotions

The same way you nod at my reasons of resentiment 

Whilst rolling your eyes at what you think are excuses.

I play the game,

but don't think for a minute 

That I don't know what's going on

Or that I don't see it all.

Call it paranoid,

call it stupid,

I call it fuck you 

Just accept it.

And go back to pretending.