Sad Gilmore - Mr. WTFICATH

Walk a mile from the same place
We are not the same as we were yesterday
You're making such a silly face
Why you gotta stand so far away from me
I don't wanna be the topic of your heartache
Nothing's starting
To make much sense
Feel my head
Wrapped inside your hands
And I said

Pulling hairs out of my bed
It's just a war inside my head
I swear I'm a waste of the weekend
No even for stevens
And I just get what I get
Pulling hairs out of my bed
It's just a war inside my head
I swear I'm a waste of the weekend
No even for stevens
And I just get what I get

We don't make sense when
I don't wanna talk for hours
But it seems like we won't be friends
And nothing feels right when you're not here with me
I can't repeat that
My feelings never speak that
Take my heart and you can keep that
You told me I'll be right back down

Pulling hairs out of my bed
It's just a war inside my head
I swear I'm a waste of the weekend
No even for stevens
And I just get what I get
Pulling hairs out of my bed
It's just a war inside my head
I swear I'm a waste of the weekend
No even for stevens
And I just get what I get

Written by:
Mike Rossi

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