Tell me if I’m crazy
I think you kinda hate me
My memory’s kinda hazy
But it’s not like you would lie
I’m sick of all the handouts
The fact that I don’t stand out
We’re processing the same doubt
Your’s and mine at the same time
It’s hard to be perfectly honest
But it’s hard to stay
If you ever call me
It’s going straight to voicemail
Hope that you see
The plot to get me failed
You’ve got four texts sent but I’m not gonna read them
And three rings left but I’m not gonna pick up
And two friends bent ‘cause I’m not gonna give you
One more chance to try
Tell me if I’m crazy
I think you wanna date
But it’s still a maybe
‘Cause it’s not like we’re alike
I think it’s kinda telling
That you’re overwhelming
By the way you’re yelling
These goodbyes are reasons why
It’s hard to be perfectly honest
But it’s hard to stay
If you ever call me
It’s going straight to voicemail
Hope that you see
The plot to get me failed
You’ve got four texts sent but I’m not gonna read them
And three rings left but I’m not gonna pick up
And two friends bent ‘cause I’m not gonna give you
One more chance to try
If you ever call me
It’s going straight to voicemail
Hope that you see
The plot to get me failed
You’ve got four texts sent but I’m not gonna read them
And three rings left but I’m not gonna pick up
And two friends bent ‘cause I’m not gonna give you
One more chance to try
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