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It's A Long Drive To Mexico
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Love And All Its Faces I'm sick, tired, and all the fuck alone
Trying to not let this get to me
I'm having thoughts I've never known
I'm letting all of this get to me
You left me hanging out to dry
You're waiting for him, I'm waiting to die
You said you're leaving
Because there's nothing left
You said you're going
Because the love is gone
And I'm just sitting here
Waiting for the fucking coast to clear
I'm sick, tired, and all the fuck alone
This shit's starting to get to me
You could've at least picked up the phone
Fuck you for what you've done to me
I love you to death
But I hate you for this
Fuck it, it's already gotten to me
Peace
