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It's Not You, It's Me

August 1, 2015
By getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
getdude56 ELITE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Scenery is nothing more than poetry.
Love is nothing more than chemicals.
'Cause fairy tales are just scribbled pages filled with happy endings and little white lies.
One person can make a difference, but a crowd can make a change.


(Baby, listen...)
You and I need to sit down and have a talk,
See, I was set on you, thought this love was a lock.
Your charisma and the way we'd fall asleep,
Made me think you were mine to keep.
Guess I was still in a dream when I insisted you be mine,
'Cause now we're stuck in a loop going nowhere in time.
This could be my fault, and yes, I'll accept the blame,
And when you go, the only favor I ask is that you don't forget my name.
(Baby, listen...)
We're caught up in confusion,
A relationship we are both losing.
And girl, I swear it's not you,
It's me, I got the clue.
I'm not what you thought I would be,
I notice the disappointment every time you stare at me.
To clear things up, I'm doing what's best,
Just promise I won't be a forgotten ex...
I wanna be your friend like you said,
It's not my intention to haunt your head.
Don't make me a memory when we're in the present,
I'm not the man you should wanna resent.
Couldn't take the pain, I knew you couldn't either,
Keeping it concealed wasn't very clever.
'Cause we're stuck breaking each others heart,
Should have known this wouldn't work from the start.
(Baby, listen...)
We're caught up in confusion,
A relationship we are both losing.
And girl, I swear it's not you,
It's me, I got the clue.
I'm not what you thought I would be,
I notice the disappointment every time you stare at me.
To clear things up, I'm doing what's best,
Just promise I won't be a forgotten ex...
Baby, sit down and listen,
I got caught up in the friction.
Inhaling you like a new addiction,
But somewhere, my feelings went missing.
Now I'm lost all over again,
I'm sure I'll recover, I'm just unsure of when.
So I write until the ink runs out of this pen,
Here's the cue where we say goodbye, countdown from ten...
(Baby, listen...)
We're caught up in confusion,
A relationship we are both losing.
And girl, I swear it's not you,
It's me, I got the clue.
I'm not what you thought I would be,
I notice the disappointment every time you stare at me.
To clear things up, I'm doing what's best,
Just promise I won't be a forgotten ex...
(Baby, listen...)



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