Lillie Chambers - Confused

you were my best friend
hell we go way back
four fucking years
if you want me to be exact
you confuse me so much
i often don't know what to say
you said you'd be pissed at her
but you act the same way
booking back through the year
the one thing i would take back
is making you two friends
cuz then i got sacked
why do you feel the need
to always start shit?
does it make you feel better
if people hate me a bit?
i guess to get along,
i need to be drunk.
then i may have an excuse
to punch you punk

Lillie Chambers

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