Blame game

Who’s fault
Let’s play the blame game I love you, more
I hate you, more
I call you bitch for short
At the end of it you know we BOTH were wrong
I’d rather argue with you than be with someone else
I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and went and found somebody else
Fuck arguin or harvestin the feelings yo I’d rather be by my-fuckin-self
Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself
Somebody help
You wasn’t perfect but you made life worth it, stick around some real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you
What the hell was I supposed to do I know you ain’t gettin this type of dick from that local dude
I was satisfied being in love with the lie
Who the blame you the blame we the blame for the pain
Things used to be and now they not
Anything but US is who we are
We walk away like strangers in the street, gone for eternity we erase one another
So far we came, with so much of everything. How did we leave with nothing?
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely
I can’t love you this much, no I can’t love you this much
I know you was somewhere doin ya thing

*you get the message

**my fav song on MBDTF at the moment

Author: bananaclipse

i like turtles

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