You don't say much of anything When questioned of your whereabouts And I just can't see through the evidence It's evident It's right in front of me in black and white and red And I don't believe in much of anything I'm glad I have people I call friends If it was up to me I'd never have to miss you It's for the better in the bitter end I guess you'd know the best You have every right to be This appalled with me Join the club I signed up a long time ago and I know how you feel And when you decked me You left me knocked out on the floor I came to bloodied up, but you weren't around I picked my teeth off the ground like they'd been there before
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