Say hey there

Watcha gonna do? Slam doors? Break a glass?

Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass?

She still makes time to hate me

but basically I'm overbooked no emotional vacancy

Complacency seems so simple

Like fuck it let me be the one you fight and call mister right

It's and addiction bound to stick around

cause a junky won't bounce 'till he hits the ground (get down)

And these drugs ain't as good as we wish they were (get up)

and this buzz doesn't keep us from missin' her (get over)

And that love that built all of this emphasis

spilled enough guilt to kill Electra and Oedipus (get out)

It's easier to leave it there

Each time I see your tears makes me need a beer to relieve the fear

I wanna keep a clear sky and fly away like a meteor

outta here maybe next year I'll reappear

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I say hey there, we don't play fair

we can't stay here, I hope you take care [4x]

Sometimes you make me feel like such a prick

That even I'm convinced that I'm the one thats sick

You can fuss and bitch, you can cut your wrist

or you can choke on that blood from the tounge you've bit

And when you acted up, best believe I blessed you back

I've got a fucking fan base that can attest to that

I'm returning this bleeding hearts club membership card

cause I want no motherfuckin' part of it

We're just two dogs on all fours

It's a tug of war for who loves you more

Blame it on tours or locked bathroom doors

or maybe it's 'cause my voice was louder than yours (what? You jealous?)

And I'll be damned if I do this for forever

Everybody lookin' at me like I don't know better

Instead I gotta run if I'm ever gonna forget her

cause I've always been a go-getter (so whatever)

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And now I got a head full of better off dead

I followed down them steps, and slept in the wrong bed

If I had a breath of self-respect left

I'd set fire to the boxspring to help it catch wreck

Let these ashes represent the mattress

Director left the set but nobody told the actress

So she's still actin' as if we scheduled a practice

and my soundtrack is compromisin' her theatrics

You, you remind me of me, it's not a compliment

Get your song on

You, who you tryin' to be?

I've got no tolerance left for drama

You, you would like to go free, jump off the fence let your claws out

You, you remind me of me, run from all of them 'til they all gone

Then, here we go again, with my threats to leave

Like I've ever left a she who wouldn't let me breathe

Instead I kept it deep enough to get you to believe

that I'm incapable of escapin' and settin' you free

Well I'mma open up that map and see the nation

Call it vocation

Call it a vacation

You can find me at the airport waitin'

or maybe I'll be chain smokin' down at the train station

With the pose of a mack and my clothes in a sack

Gotta go and I don't know when I'll be back

Get my last paycheck, smash and make steps

Gone, on the run with Kool G. Rap in the tapedeck (peace)

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