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She's me.


kaoticbaby

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"Immature"

"Overdramatic"

You never knew me like I know me.

Blonde hair, pink lips,

She swings her hips.

 

I wish you knew me.

 

She lines her eyes, blushed her cheeks,

Laced herself in skinny jeans,

Why ever take her seriously?

 

She loves you too much, she stays over too long,

she never leaves you alone.

She's calling your phone.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

 

But you don't know me like I know me.

 

Her father's in jail, her mom's angry again

And she only thought that she had friends.

 

But she's immature.

Overdramatic.

And you know everything about her.

 

Only child

Ten thousand problems

Spoiled rotten little brat.

She sits on her ass while you're at work.

 

Six hundred missed calls

for the last half hour.

 

You don't know everything about her.

 

She has such a hard head

And gets drunk way too easily.

 

Another fight about another fight,

And you still can't keep your hands off her.

 

Sleeping pills and puffy eyes

You're too tired tonight.

She's doing it again.

Again.

You know she never stops.

 

I know me. I KNOW ME.

Only child.

 

Only.

 

And she alone

knows me.

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