This Time

My parents argue all the time
All my friends have drawn a line
Called you up on my cell phone last week
Said I was sorry bout your friend
You have like seventy of them
You only talk about all your tiny drama

I won't take it from anyone else
You're so tied with your stupid friend group
I missed out, won't go to sleep
I'm so damn tired of this stupid comedy

Slept 8 hours last night
For the first time in a week
I'm still sad that I broke my skateboard
I miss sitting on the bench
Making fun of catholic school
I don't know what the hell ever happened

I won't take it from anyone else
You're so tied up with your stupid friend group
I missed out, won't go to sleep
I'm so damn tired of this stupid comedy

How the hell do I fight back rage
When I see you while I'm on the stage
I think I'm the only one who feels ashamed

Heat bursting out inside
Scream my lungs out on a mic
Maybe I should get a real job

I won't take it from anyone else
You're so tied up with your stupid friend group
I missed out, won't go to sleep
I'm so damn tired of this stupid comedy
I can't take it, I need to get help
You're my inner voice who gets me down when
I'm tired, gonna go to sleep
I'm so frustrated that I think I wanna leave

Could only happen to me (This time I've won)
Could only happen to me (This time I've won)
Could only happen to me (This time I've won)
Could only happen to me (This time I've won)
Could only happen to me (This time I've won)
Could only happen to me (This time I've won)



Credits
Writer(s): Broderick Porter Walters, Henry Gilbert Stover, Jack Robert Luckett Ziesemer, Miles Handley Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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