Mood: Sour.
Song: The Last Song - The Title
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Of course,
As soon as things are looking and feeling good,
they have to go falling down
Oh, of ******** course~!
I play nonchalant and I know I'm the one you want,
Sorry if you're hurt, sorry if this hurt.
So, don't call.
Don't write.
Don't think of me tonight.
I hope you sleep with your heart broken.
- __- I can't believe you.
I REALLY can't believe you.
I think this is the first time I've doubted you.
At least, in the very end, I was right.
I'm just not worth it to you.
I've never been worth it, have I?
That's the real reason you won't call.
That's the real reason you won't write.
That's the real reason you won't cam with me.
That's the real reason you don't want to see me on cam - because I'm hideous, right?
Because you have to be high to just sit through seeing me.
Yeah, I've figured it out.
. ___.
You don't need to lie anymore.
I'm just not worth it.
I don't matter like all those other girls did... or do.
I just don't matter.
I'm just not worth it.
I don't deserve your affection at it's best.
I don't even deserve it at it's worst.
Just kick me and punch me and break me down.
You know one day I'll learn to grin and bare it.
You know, oh you know, I will.
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