| You talk about the gifts you buy for me
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| Talk about the beautiful things you say
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| The car you drive, the things you do, the way we ride
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| And you always seem to know what I’m about
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| Telling me you know without a doubt
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| That I’m the one, that I’m for real
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| Well let me ask you
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| Did you notice I don’t like this?
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| I’m no trophy
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| What you front is not for me now
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| My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours
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| My plans really don’t involve yours
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| So enough, it’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough, no
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| My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you
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| My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become
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| It’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough for me
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| I never understood your reasons for
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| Coming off as if you’re good for more
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| Than what you have, than what you are
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| I’m sick of that
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| And I know I come across as a girl who cares
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| Cares about my bags and the shoes I wear
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| But I’m for real, I never pose
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| I say what I feel
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| Obviously you don’t know me
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| You won’t like this
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| But I’m gonna say it anyway
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| My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours
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| My plans really don’t involve yours
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| So enough, it’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough, no
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| My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you
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| My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become
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| It’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough for me
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| Your ride, I don’t care about that
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| Your pride, I don’t care about that
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| Where are you? |
| Where did you go?
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| Please tell me who lies next to me at night?
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| And I, really thought that we could go so high
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| And it’s killing me to see you try the way you do
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| I wanted you but you are nowhere around
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| My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours
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| My plans really don’t involve yours
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| So enough, it’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough, no
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| My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you
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| My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become
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| It’s not good enough
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| Just not good enough for me |