| It’s not you it’s me so at least I’ve been told for awhile now
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| Adding gasoline to the fire makes it harder to stomp out
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| Every time we talk we erupt like volcanoes
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| Beating round the bush like tornadoes
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| We keep saying we’re okay tho
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| I can’t keep up with this
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| I’m just saying that we need an adjustment
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| I can’t be seen when I’m with you in public
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| We can’t receive love we’re too exhausted to grow any further
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| So leave it behind, move on in the future
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| You’ll find somebody you can call home
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| But until then… don’t call me no more
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| I don’t wanna hear it when
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| You get lonely, yeah
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| Don’t wanna hear it when you
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| Drinking and you’re fucked up
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| Don’t call me with no apologies
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| Matter of fact straight up just don’t call me
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| Don’t call me
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| Cuz I don’t wanna hear it
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| I don’t wanna hear it from you
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| Acting jaded you cross faded
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| I stayed in the phone waited for you to doze off
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| You hate it when I say it our conversations are vacant
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| From all this noise we’ve been making it’s been a long time coming
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| We should try to embrace it
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| I guess it is what we make it
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| Just depends how we take it
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| Long nights, long weeks either love it or hate it
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| But if you try an call at 3am I’ll hit ignore
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| Not tryna hear you fucked up I’ma get annoyed
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| Don’t call me
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| I don’t wanna hear it when
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| You get lonely, yeah
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| Don’t wanna hear it when you
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| Drinking and you’re fucked up
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| Don’t call me with no apologies
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| Matter of fact straight up just don’t call me
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| Don’t call me
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| Cuz I don’t wanna hear it |