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Taking up my time again,
the one thing I can't stand:
the coffee and the conversation
never ends.

When
all I really need to find
is one short clever line:
To pinpoint my disgust;
it's always
just too much or
not
enough;
and I'm over-
whelmed.

So I'll keep it simple
for obvious reasons,
and I'll
say what I should
and just hope you believe me;
but it
never gets easier;
no, it
never gets easier;
no, no, no.

Singin' to myself again,
I can't hear a word you said:
the syllables,
the sounds just aren't
sentences and

All I really want to do
is tear straight into you:
Explode,
unload a hail of insults
'til
you finally
get it:

I'm sick
to death.

But
I'll keep it simple
for obvious reasons,
and I'll
say what I should
and just hope you believe me;
but it
never gets easier;
no, it
never gets easier;
Oh, no, no.

A strong distaste
for confrontation;
Leaves no room for
self-expression;
Such a stranger in me
so docile;
Though
don't you know
it all takes its toll.

But
I'll keep it simple
for obvious reasons,
and I'll
say what I should
and just hope you believe me;
but it
never gets easier;
oh, it
never gets easier;
hell, it
never gets easier;
(All I really wanna do);
Yeah, it
never gets easier;
(Is tear straight into you);
Well, it.