I wrote you out
To put you through
Await the new
But they don't want me to
I was ready for them
But not for you
The broken door
Open no more
Trauma tells the truth
You can't escape your youth
So I sit on my knees
And I'm thinking of these things
Pay the preliminary guidance fee
So you can hear what you cannot see
The preliminary guidance fee
Cause we aren't where our bodies be
(You said she, you said)
Thanks for reminding me
You're so funny
You must compensate by being funny
You're so friendly
You must compensate for being lonely
You're so outgoing
You must compensate for being lonely
You just can't be happy
Work me through this difficult time
And I will cherish this rhyme
Follow me with your sign
Here I sit and I think of these things
Here I sit and I think of these things
I wrote you out
To put you through
Await the new
But they don't want me to
But they don't want me to
I was ready for them
But not for you
I don't blame you for finding me,
But thank you for reminding me
Really
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