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The way my mother posts Keeps me from going home The way you take my calls It's just like my father does Wrote you a letter in september Don't read it though I love myself on the internet But that's all though Ooh, I love myself on the internet Ooh, I found myself at your door again It's all set up, it's all said and done But I'm lost on my phone again It's all comin' down my roses get stuck I'd rather be stuck on the line again Beep-beep, beep-beep The things I call my own I never found 'em from my own home But if I knew how to make my bed I wouldn't sleep so close to the edge Write me a letter If I'm sober will I read it? No I hate myself when I'm hungover Letras de cancionesI guess that's how it goes Ooh, I love myself on the internet Ooh, I found myself at your door again It's all set up, it's all said and done But I'm lost on my phone again It's all comin' down my roses get stuck I'd rather be stuck on the line again Now I'm stuck on the line again Now I'm stuck on the line again It's all set up, it's all said and done But I'm lost on my phone again It's all coming down my roses get stuck I'd rather be stuck on the line again Ooh, I love myself on the internet Ooh, I found myself at your door again Beep-beep, beep-beep Now I'm stuck on the line again Beep-beep, beep-beep Now I'm stuck on the line again Beep-beep, beep-beep Now I'm stuck on the line again From Letras Mania