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I love myself A little bit more than you So I guess I'll have to choose And I'll do my best But I don't have time to waste So I'll say goodbye today Go fuck yourself And it's not a game She's in love with the finer things Wish I could help But I don't know why You never tell me you love me While I'm at a loss for what to do And both of my pockets hurting All from overpriced designer shoes You never told me you want me To grow up slow And this time you gotta know I went from hating the mirror To seeing it clearer After all You only care about the he say or she say Gone every weekday Back on the weekends to party in CA Take your G-Wagon and crash on the freeway *Ahh shit* Hope you know how to run Hope you know how to swim Hope you maybe survive when life begins Hope you know how to lie Hope you make a disguise Hope you run for the hills when you grow tired I love myself A little bit more than you So I guess I'll have to choose And I'll do my best But I don't have time to waste So I'll say goodbye today Go fuck yourself And it's not a game She's in love with the finer things Wish I could help But I don't know why You never tell me you love me Every time it get ugly You always run for the hills in search of discounted thrills I'm always out of dollar bills cause you love to buy heels And now I guess I feel lonely And all my friends are know it alls I guess I'm wrong If nothing else I'm moving on And I love myself but I don't want to Be another part of your burnt tattoo Go fuck yourself sideways Get the fuck out my face got me in a bad mood I love myself A little bit more than you So I guess I'll have to choose And I'll do my best But I don't have time to waste So I'll say goodbye today Go fuck yourself And it's not a game She's in love with the finer things Wish I could help But it's said and done And I'm not the lonely one 'Cause I love myself
Writer(s): Bill Biersy, Julian Del Grosso, Tristan Kevitch, Zak Dossi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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