it's times like these when i think you're not listening to me
i scream so loud but still you won't see.
crashing words and angry hands.
I still sing this for you.
Please press play on your tape deck.
It's times like this I don't think I exist.
Tug at your shirt, not even a kiss.
Crashing words, angry hands.
I still sing this for you.
Please press play on your tape deck.
Would it make it any better if I just get up and leave?
Would it make it any better? 'cause I'm just a dumb fucking kid with time to waste.
I still sing this for you.
Please press play on your tape deck.
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