You said I wasn't what you wanted
You said I didn't love beyond
You said the same as the one before
Your words ment nothing more than dirt
Now why must I be the one too feel this hurt
It’s the same old same old, story
It’s getting very boring
I'm this, I'm that
I'm just a little bit upset
I returned what's yours, you took what's mine
It all makes sense 4 plus 4 gives me 9
So get in your car and drive away
Before I cut the brakes
And it all ends up in a bigger mess
It’s the same old same old, story
It’s getting very boring
I'm this, I'm that
I'm just a little bit upset
You’re telling all these lies about me
Even though you’re the criminal
I wish and wish to see you go
Like the one before you
I packed your bags, you see that door it’s got your name written all over it
It’s the same old same old, story
It’s getting very boring
I'm this, I'm that
I'm just a little bit upset
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