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A song about an unsatisfied and hateful person. |
She's got funny priorities Maybe a mental disease Go out to dinner with her, You better pay full Loves to use disguises Start fights with no compromises Nothing to her is really beautiful Well is this how it all ends? I thought we just met Chorus: I'm not sure if I understand Why she doesn't grasp What's before her fist shaped hand All I really want to do is love her Nothing ever comes as a surprise and, Nothing new under a new sun arises Nothing seems to be really beautiful When you're stuck inside your self Loveless to everyone else There she goes, angry at the world again Nothing at all is really beautiful Is this how it ends? I thought we just made amends Repeat Chorus Chorus Two: Where she goes is nowhere at all Doesn't pick up the pieces as they fall I try so hard to make her satisfied But I'm not sure it's even worth talking about this life I'm not talking to her again Even as a mutual friend I don't want her trash Tearing up my life once more 'cause nothing makes her happy Everything better be snappy She doesn't care at all, Because nothing to her is beautiful Is this how it ends? Just strands if broken threads? Repeat choruses |