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I've grown so tired of chemical depression Your lack of medication's no excuse for jealousy and honestly you've gone too far you've crossed the line it's too late to take back what you said to me Don't write me don't call me and don't you dare come to my house it's better this way you're probably seeing someone else I've got your picture hanging on my wall All I ever wanted was you to accept us for who we are You're always asking if you're just wasting time If you have to ask me you already know the answer It's over now I'm walking out Is this the answer you were looking for all along? Go whine to all your friends, "He did me wrong..." She's like a robot, a machine going through the motions You'll destroy us all From Letras Mania