Brenda, literally anything I'll talk about, you just find a way to switch it around and talk about yourself.
I don't know why, but you do.
Like, why? Why?
You're like, literally such a narcissist.
Are you in love with him?
She told me a song, my fault, you're wrong again.
And the truth is never told.
You'll never hear from me again, please cry yourself to sleep.
I see you look nice, you don't care to be.
I've seen with my eyes, I know what you mean.
And it's awful, you let me bleed.
And it's awful, you're not the same like you were.
Cause are you in love with him?
And she told me a song, my fault, you're wrong again.
And the truth is never told.
You'll never hear from me again, please cry yourself to sleep.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.



No, no, no.