BLEACH

If I break up with you, will you, tell me the truth, and look
At me confused, and say, what did I do
Can you take away my rage, can you, put down the sage
Will you, relieve my pain, can you, wash out the stain

That I got on my tee, with coffee stains all on my teeth, soon enough I'll be on TV, so get a good look at me
Before I'm losing sleep, count slits instead of sheep, yes sometimes I speak off-beat
And start to slur when I do not eat
I laid my love to rest so that she stop feeling so depressed
Maybe it's all in my head but, you never know so you must pretend
Like everything is fine, and that I am still full of life and act like I don't wanna cry, when I shut my eyes

Baby tell me, is this wrong, to speak on feelings in my songs
Other rappers say I don't belong in this category, but they still adore me
All they want is the money and glory, I just want chips and to tell some stories
Makes them think that they can ignore me, but when I'm hot, they'll wanna record me
Attention span, shorter than Dory's unlike a high school with just two stories
Other rappers flows always bore me, well it depends if their songs are corny
Yes I know that I dress up dorky, Converse, glasses, not too sporty
In my lyrics I might get wordy, but diss me once and I will show no mercy

If I break up with you, will you, tell me the truth, and look
At me confused, and say, what did I do
Can you take away my rage, can you, put down the sage
Will you, relieve my pain, can you, wash out the stain

Swallow bleach like medicine, take it down the hatch
I knew from the start me and you wasn't gonna last
Telling your friends about me, they look at me, they la-augh
Prolly' cause you told them bout' us, told them bout' our pa-a-ast
I can't look at you the same, way that I did, no
I can't forgive you for the things that you did to me, no
Lying, cheating, you name it, you did it all
I'm crying, I'm dying, you don't know me at all
Sitting here tryna' correct all my wrongs, sometimes I feel like, I do not belong
You can hear the pain in my voice and my songs
What am I gonna' do-o, now that I'm not with you
Trying my best to make you happy but I'm so confused, yeah, so confused, but I feel so used
I don't got time for you right now, I gotta' go-o
I said I don't got time for you, I gotta' go-o-o
I'll see you in a couple of years, at my show-show-show

If I break up with you, will you, tell me the truth, and look
At me confused, and say, what did I do
Can you take away my rage, can you, put down the sage
Will you, relieve my pain, can you, wash out the stain