4.10.2011

you see right through me


You let me win, you let me ride, you let me rock,
you let me slide and when they looking,
you let me hide, defend my honor, protect my pride
The good advice, I always hated but looking back,
it made me greater, you always told me,
forget the haters just get my money, just get my weight up
Know when I'm lying, know when I'm crying
It's like you got it, down to a science, why am I trying,
Know you ain't buying, I try to fight it, back with defiance,
you make me laugh, you make me hoarse from yelling at you,
and getting at you, picking up dishes, throwing em at you,
...
then you start dressing and you start leaving,
and I start crying, and I start screaming,
the heavy breathin', but, what's the reason,
...
You see right through me how do you do that shit

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