Lashing Out.Mature

All of this frustration in me,
I need to let my thoughts roam free.
I just need to say that I don't need you,
I don't need you to tell me that our love was true.
I can't believe I'm lashing out at thoughts of you.
I'd rather kiss anybody else, but you.

How do I tell you,
"Everytime I close my eyes..."
I don't see you.
All this lovey-dovey shit I just can't stand.
You're just another brand,
I'd never wear.
How do I tell you,
I'd rather talk to anybody else, but you.

Don't get me mistaken though,
I don't hate you.
The End

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