Roughed Up

Head of the honors class
A god among my peers
I've been tryin' every month
And I've been doing it for years

You got that something
Everybody wants a bite
You always seem so busy
When I call you every night

I'm always dating somebody who's not in the room
I'm always taken in my head
I've got a talent for fortelling my doom
But I don't see it til I'm already dead

I love you cuz you're fucked up
You hate me cuz I'm lame
I'm only in it to get roughed up
By somebody dont feel the same

I got a trophy case
I got a ribbon room
Baby there's one open space
I'm saving it for you

You got that something
That is like nobody else
I can't be alone with you
I'll be alone by myself

I'm always dating somebody who's not in the room
I'm always taken in my head
I've got a talent for fortelling my doom
But I don't see it til I'm already dead

I love you cuz you're fucked up
You hate me cuz I'm lame
I'm only in it to get roughed up
By somebody don't know my name

I love you cuz I'm fucked up
You hate me cuz I'm lame
I'm only in it to get roughed up
By somebody dont feel the same



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Rackmil
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