Call me a hypocrite but i hate it when he's around
because he never does anything for free this time round
I just want him to stay away until I need his help
I guess I have to play the hand I was dealt
It hurts seeing someone you care about get used
I can see the way you were bruised
I want to mad at you for letting him do this to you
why cant he leave , I hope he catches a clue
He is not welcome here
this hurt I wish would just disappear
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 10:06 PM UTC
Call me a hypocrite but i hate it when he's around
because he never does anything for free this time round
I just want him to stay away until I need his help
I guess I have to play the hand I was dealt
It hurts seeing someone you care about get used
I can see the way you were bruised
I want to mad at you for letting him do this to you
why cant he leave , I hope he catches a clue
He is not welcome here
this hurt I wish would just disappear
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