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Lights, Camera, Action.

I sit here Confused Don’t know if I should cry or not I feel abused You abuse my friendship I’ve sat here all dolled up waiting for you But I didn’t have to do that So it’s my fault too I let you walk all over me I let you get away with it like it’s okay I tell myself I’ll tell you off Almost every single day You’re just putting on a show for me Must feel good to have me wrapped around your finger I try to act like I am fine But truthfully the pain, it always lingers One day I won’t feel like waiting for you, you know And I won’t have to pretend to be okay Yeah sometime I won’t want your attention But that time is not today Wonder what the excuse is this time Or if there’s just going to be no mentioning of it at all I don’t know what you’re waiting for Take a bow already, I’ll applaud Congratulations if you got me where you want me Glad I could be of some satisfaction And I know what’s up when I see you again Lights, camera, action.
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kristyn-coral-botic
American
Published
Sep 14, 2012
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