Playing with my heart like a tinker toy
Putting shit together pull apart destroy
You're showing me your plan and your grand design
And damn you're fine
But everything out your mouth is a damnded lie
Look ma'am you tried
But it's like I'm fighting every plan that you can devise
An I brought you a bottle of coke you went and called it two cans of sprite
And when you call me you just fantasize
Thinking I'm the man you like
When in the night you treat me dirtier than the pans of life
Showing me emotions that you brand new made
Making up shit, this a brand new game
Thinking I'm lesser than less than
And don't need all your bests and
I don't need all your attention
Fuck you and all your inventions...
Written by beanbandit (David Gonzales)
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