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Taking up my time, but you were never quite concerned I could get bored Uh-oh Feeding on my energy, it's more than anybody could have fought Uh-oh Cash or credit for your time So entitled, it's a sign It's no wonder you have no friends left to blame Breaking all the hearts like glass Taking more than just your half You won't ever try to make a change It's no wonder you have no friends left to blame Cut You're socio-pathetic and it's time to make a cut You're socio-pathetic and I'm gonna have to cut Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it out Placing words inside my mouth like I can't even speak up for myself Uh-oh Dragging me through therapy like I'm the one who needs to get the help Uh... no Once I drew the line You cried, "What's yours is all mine" Letras de cancionesI'm no longer here to take your guilt and shame Switching targets oh so fast 'Cause you're running from your past It's a socio-pathetic little game To try and make me think I'd gone insane Cut You're socio-pathetic and it's time to make a cut You're socio-pathetic and I'm gonna have to cut Cut it, cut it, cut it out Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it out Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it out You're socio-pathetic and it's time to make a cut Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it out Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it, cut You're socio-pathetic and I'm gonna have to cut From Letras Mania