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Not well

There was something in your eyes saying goodbye
Something you said made me think twice
Why am I in your bed, when you make me cry

I'm not selling out
But I can tell now
How this is playing out
Not well, not well
I gotta bale before I lose myself

I can't get in your head, but you're in mine
This path where you've led me; I can't say I like
How you spoon fed me then turned cold as ice

I'm not selling out
But I can tell now
How this is playing out
Not well, not well
I gotta bale
Before I lose myself

It's looking bleak for you and me
Don't know what to think, you're confusing me
One minute you're sweet, the next you're using me

You're better off alone; And me on my own
I think we both knew where this was going
That's all you had to give; now it's sinking in

I'm not selling out
But I can tell now
How this is playing out
Not well, not well
I gotta bale before I lose myself
Written by Cyn80
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