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I either dig you at lot or not at all. He just went from one end to the other.
Last night I was reflecting on this one fellow I recently stopped speaking to and this song came to mind. He was nice and all, even had a stamp of approval by a few friends. Eventually I noticed how incredibly fussy he could be. If there was something he didn’t like, his shutdown sequence initiated. Double You Tea F?!
The first time I tried making things right. That took two weeks. Yeah… exactly. It’s pretty unfair to throw someone to the side when they’re attempting to resolve the situation. The second time was a complete turn off. As usual, I figured he was busy, because I get busy during the week and enjoy my independence. Then I realized he was just being shady. I really think this dude got so upset by his own far out assumptions, ’cause I sure as hell didn’t do a thing wrong. I’m tired of playing peacemaker here.
It finally hit me: if he really did like me, he would put in the effort. So, by the lack of evidence, I dropped his case a lot easier than my first attempt.
The sudden simplicity made me start reflecting, “Maybe I didn’t like him as much as I thought I did.” I was really digging him until I realized he represented an idea. And I liked that idea more than I liked him as a person — bad habit of mine. He had his good qualities, but overtime it became all too complicated. Our temperaments are practically opposite, which was refreshing… for awhile. I found myself frustrated half the time just trying to communicate. I was trying so hard to make him the guy I was hoping for rather than just looking at the facts and moving on.
Hey, at least I tried. There are a lot of cold-blooded chicks out there that don’t give a crap. They’d expect your heart surrounded with diamonds by the third date. Perhaps he’s a man of few words. But c’mon, seriously? I just can’t deal with people who are incapable of communicating their thoughts/feelings. We’re adults now.
Lyrics and song
You make me feel like I’m a whore
Like I’m the one who’s there to bore you now
It’s always gonna be this way
Get the fuck away
‘Cause I can’t seem to show you what you wanna see
I can never give you anything you need
I’m sick of wasting time on what can never be
I cannot control you into wanting me
You always wanna steal the light
By stepping on the ones who fight for you
It’s always gonna be the same
Get the fuck away
‘Cause I can’t seem to show you what you wanna see
I can never give you anything you need
I’m sick of wasting time on what can never be
I cannot control you into wanting me
I hate what you are
I’ll break you and leave you scarred
I hate what you are
I’ll break you and leave you scarred
I hate what you are
‘Cause I can’t seem to show you what you wanna see
I can never give you anything you need
I’m sick of wasting time on what can never be
I cannot control you into wanting me now
Into wanting me now
Into wanting me now
Into wanting me now
Into wanting me
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