What about me
Do you not like?
Is it that I care enough to talk to you
Or that I know when I'm not wanted
Maybe it's because I can tell when you're lying
But the most probable cause is that I'm not like other girls
I won't stand there while you tear away my soul piece by piece
Lying through your teeth
And expecting me not to notice or care
But I do
And I can't take it anymore
So this is it
And I have nothing left to say to you anymore
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