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Popsicle Stick
by Alex Petraborg
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Dang
I really messed that one up
At least I am older and all grown up
I can see clearly now my glasses are off
Did I really need her
Was she wrong?
She was neither
What I'm tryna to say is this,
You're on my mind all the time
Do other people exist?
Right now the answer is no
I know my head is trapped
I got no where to go
I've become the thing I hate most about this
No more songs about my feeling or my sadness
You can find another dork to go write this
But you wont see me there, I can promise
Wow
Here he goes again
Some more sad songs with some more sad ends
Except this is when your false
Tonight I'm only ending when the fat lady
Talks
What I'm tryna say is this
I think you hate myself more than you already did
But that's just okay by me
Because if I were you
I'd do it times 40
I am needy I'm ungrateful I am classified unstable
You make money? You're successful? I find everything so stressful
They all say I'm talented. I don't believe it for second
My ambitions may seem nice
but I'm wreaking havoc
I've become the thing I hate most about this
No more songs about my feeling or my sadness
You can find another dork to go write this
But you wont see me there, I can promise
Dang
I really messed that one up
At least I am older and all grown up
I can see clearly now my glasses are off
Did I really need her
Was she wrong?
She was neither
What I'm tryna to say is this,
You're on my mind all the time
Do other people exist?
Right now the answer is no
I know my head is trapped
I got no where to go
I've become the thing I hate most about this
No more songs about my feeling or my sadness
You can find another dork to go write this
But you wont see me there, I can promise
Wow
Here he goes again
Some more sad songs with some more sad ends
Except this is when your false
Tonight I'm only ending when the fat lady
Talks
What I'm tryna say is this
I think you hate myself more than you already did
But that's just okay by me
Because if I were you
I'd do it times 40
I am needy I'm ungrateful I am classified unstable
You make money? You're successful? I find everything so stressful
They all say I'm talented. I don't believe it for second
My ambitions may seem nice
but I'm wreaking havoc
I've become the thing I hate most about this
No more songs about my feeling or my sadness
You can find another dork to go write this
But you wont see me there, I can promise
