well I can't make you (make you) do anything that you don't wanna do,
and you can't make me (make me) say anything to put myself in a position to make me seem like just another, spoiled fuckface, with no idea how things work in the real world where you have no control // well you think (you think) that I don't care enough and that I'm lazy, well I think (I think) that you're just building up, a wall to try and protect yourself from the fact that I'm going to spend the rest of my dumb fucking life loving you, and it feels weird // let's just, smoke a bowl and talk about this later, I just wanna watch the office and turn in early, tomorrow morning is a whole new fucking problem and I just might not survive the night if you can't find the time to be nice to me
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