Kinda left you outside
Got your tattoos on your sides
Make me queasy in my sides
And I don't want you 'cause
I don't like your taste no more (no more)
I don't check the date no more (no more)
Don't you act surprised
You've got one too many flies
That keep flying 'round your thighs
And I don't want you 'cause
Don't like acting fake no more (no more)
I just don't wanna waste no more
I'm done crying over
Half empty glass tipped over
You're spoiled and I'm tired
All tangled in our ties
Can't ignore all past sensations
But I feel we're near expiration
Wanna say it'll all be fine
But we're near down to the wire
I met you somewhere in the middle (somewhere in the middle)
And we can talk it out for a minute
And let's just work it out for a minute
Sour on my tastebuds, we're just mad
You tore right through the bag now I think I want you back
Coming to an end, threw us in the bin
Now looking back guess I couldn't take a hint
I'm done crying over
Half empty glass tipped over
You're spoiled and I'm tired
All tangled in our ties
Can't ignore all past sensations
But I feel we're near expiration
Wanna say it'll all be fine
But we're near down to the wire
Lala lalalala
Lala lalala
Lala lalalala
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