Stitched At the Rear
Everything, now everything, ain’t good enough for you
You hate me, you hate your life
You hate everything I do
You wonder why, the reason why
Why we don’t get along
You look in the mirror, it’s all too clear
You blame me for your life
Nothings good, good enough for you
You hate my girl, you hate my world
You hate the life I live
I know, I know it all too well
I ain’t perfect, I never will be…
But let me be me
Copyright © Justin Pflegl | Year Posted 2005
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