Confusion
You are so mean
You confuse the hell out of me
Things are good
Then things are bad
We go up
Then we go down
Everything is fine
Then everything changes
I wish it wasn't up to me
I wish you would just go
But when you go...
I wish you confused the hell out of me
I wish things were good
Then things were bad
I wish we went up
Then we go down
I wish everything was fine
Then everything changes
I wish it was up to me.
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