problem

You twist yourself in such a knot
To dump your shame on me
And throw your blame on me
And shove your pain on me

Your goggles are so clouded up
No wonder you can't see
The shit that you can't see
You won't let yourself see

This wasn't my problem
But you made it my problem
And that's a problem now

You don't wanna solve it
You're not gonna solve it
You're not gonna figure it out

You're such a little scaredy cat
Yeah you're so full of shit
Your story's full of shit
Your song is full of shit

You tell yourself a fairytale
Your girlfriend's gonna change
Your life is gonna change
And you are gonna change

But this isn't my problem
And you made it my problem
So that's a problem now

You don't wanna solve it
You're not gonna solve it
You're not gonna figure it out

Fuck your fucking phone call
Fuck your fucking fears
Fuck your fucking email
Fuck your crocodile tears

Fuck your fucking phone call
Fuck your fucking fears
Fuck your fucking email
Fuck your crocodile tears

This isn't my problem
But you made it my problem
You made it our problem now

You're not gonna solve it
Congrats I solved it
Thank god I figured it out



Credits
Writer(s): Cleo Handler
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