sábado, 10 de novembro de 2012

About You


I could never explain
how irrelevant you are to me
but everyone thinks you're so witty.
And I just think you're an ass.
Everytime you walk towards me
I just turn away.
No one really knows
that I don't really feel that way

About you...
About you...

When I hear you talking
I just feel like puking
And you make me feel insane
because I have nothing to gain

From you...
From you...

And I...
... can't stop thinking about you!
I can't stop talking about you!

My mind is totally gone!
What the hell is going on?

It's you! It's all...

...about you...
...about you...

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