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mikeyPATTERSON

Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We’ve become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gone for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely.

Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call out names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call out names, names, for sure.

I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
No, I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much

And I know that you were somewhere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You ain’t pick up but your phone accidentally called me back
And I heard the whole thing.