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Passive-aggressive ain't it Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it Makes me wanna push your buttons baby 'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation I guess it wasn't really what you thought It's the part where you tell me I never cared at all Oh God, your shattered expectations echo on through my halls I only let you down because you thought, yeah you thought but carry on That's why I'm pushing every button on this ship Maybe there's a place where we can get Where the feelings find the words for coexistence Work my life away so we can bridge this Empty void in space for my existence So intoxicated need a lift But go ahead and tell me I ain't shit Wish you never met me to begin with Maybe it's a symptom of a sickness Deep beneath the surface that we live with Everybody, now sing it with me I'ma piece of shit but I'ma fix it Praying that the money makes a difference Sharing all my thoughts but facing judgement Rather let it out than be resistant Wish I had a fuck to give a fuck with (And that's the fact) for this passive-aggressive shit got me fucked up Passive-aggressive ain't it Seems like you got some shit to say, but you don't wanna say it Makes me wanna push your buttons baby 'Cause if you really saw it through, we'd have a conversation I guess it wasn't really what you thought And you expect me to believe it's all my fault
Writer(s): Nathaniel Anthony Morales, Kurt Stewart Dimmick, Gabriel Nathan Leeman, Samuel Joseph Gudeman Mccarthy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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