Mixed Signals
I confess and confide my dark desires,
And never noticed I was feeding the fire.
You begged to hear what's in my mind,
I thought it was safe to intertwine.
Assuming you're the super sleuth,
All you have done is bend the truth.
This relationship's finally over,
There's no way we can be any longer.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
You try to speak, but I won't talk back,
7 years gone, bitch, just like that.
You refuse to believe the love is gone,
So why the fuck are you holding on?
You know it's too late, too late, too late,
To have and to hold and appreciate.
I disappear without a trace,
That's the only answer you'll ever face.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
And never noticed I was feeding the fire.
You begged to hear what's in my mind,
I thought it was safe to intertwine.
Assuming you're the super sleuth,
All you have done is bend the truth.
This relationship's finally over,
There's no way we can be any longer.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
You try to speak, but I won't talk back,
7 years gone, bitch, just like that.
You refuse to believe the love is gone,
So why the fuck are you holding on?
You know it's too late, too late, too late,
To have and to hold and appreciate.
I disappear without a trace,
That's the only answer you'll ever face.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
You want to play adult games,
And want sympathy when you're in pain.
You send mixed signals, my friend.
So, heed the golden rule,
And carry your ass back to school.
The professor is waiting for you.
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Writer(s): Harold Hall
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