" (...) I took a shot, and you might think i'm bulletproof, but i'm not.
I'm sick and tired of your attitude.
I'm feeling like I don't know you.
You tell me that you love me then you cut me down, and I need you like a heartbeat.
But you know you got a mean streak
Makes me run for cover when you're around, and here's to you and your temper.
You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day.
Well I get so confused and frustrated.
I'm sick and tired of your reasons.
I got no one to believe in.
You tell me that you want me, then push me around, and I need you like a heartbeat.
Why do you have to make me feel small?
So you can feel whole inside?
Why do you have to put down my dreams?
Tell me why.
So you're the only thing on my mind.
I take a step back, let you go, I told you i'm not bulletproof.
Now you know. "
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