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Freudian Slip
If I could tell you one thing,
I couldn't say what it would be.
Pick a card out of a stack
say some more shit you can't take back.
Put another hole in my head
bullets formed out of words you said.
thank god we had an audience
so people knew if they won their bets
I just wanted to go home and go to bed
but you said, "no, babe, not yet"
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends.
I'm the kind of girl you don't forget
but nobody wants to go back for.
I'm a passing trip, a Freudian slip
a pretty face and a closed door.
I served my heart up for dinner
you said you'd rather have Chinese
for you I would be do a lot of things
but I'm tired of bruises on my knees.
so I'll keep the wristband from our first date
and I'll give you back your keys.
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends."
if I have it my way
I don't know what that means
do I want you, do I hate you?
is this just low self esteem?
am I desperate cause
you rejected me
or am I convinced
we are meant to be?
I don't know what that means
what love means
who I am or who you are.
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends."
I know where it ends.
I'm the kind of girl you don't forget
but nobody wants to go back for.
I'm a passing trip, a Freudian slip
a pretty face and a closed door.
I couldn't say what it would be.
Pick a card out of a stack
say some more shit you can't take back.
Put another hole in my head
bullets formed out of words you said.
thank god we had an audience
so people knew if they won their bets
I just wanted to go home and go to bed
but you said, "no, babe, not yet"
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends.
I'm the kind of girl you don't forget
but nobody wants to go back for.
I'm a passing trip, a Freudian slip
a pretty face and a closed door.
I served my heart up for dinner
you said you'd rather have Chinese
for you I would be do a lot of things
but I'm tired of bruises on my knees.
so I'll keep the wristband from our first date
and I'll give you back your keys.
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends."
if I have it my way
I don't know what that means
do I want you, do I hate you?
is this just low self esteem?
am I desperate cause
you rejected me
or am I convinced
we are meant to be?
I don't know what that means
what love means
who I am or who you are.
You said, "I don't know what happened
because I really missed you until..."
then you trailed off, I know where it ends.
"something, something, let's be friends."
I know where it ends.
I'm the kind of girl you don't forget
but nobody wants to go back for.
I'm a passing trip, a Freudian slip
a pretty face and a closed door.
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