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theres this girl i used to know.
who used to be happy with just sitting there with me.
but now all it is is "lets do something, lets go somewhere. i know this guy and he can take us. i want to do something. this is so boring."
and i dont like that.
because im still happy just sitting there with you.
things have changed.
i dont know when, but it hurts.
it doesnt feel right when im with you anymore.
there are so many other things on your mind.
and im scared to death that they arent really me,
so i guess i have taken myself out of the equation.
i feel like your really angry.
so angry that its taking you away.
when we hung out the other night, that wasnt you.
it was someone else.
and i got really scared.
and really quiet.
i didnt know who i was sitting next to.
where did you go?
you dont like when i am with them.
and i know you dont.
so i dont tell you.
because you get upset and i dont like that.
im with them a lot more than you probably think.
one of them at least.
its not because i dont want to be around,
its because you and him dont play well together.
we used to play well together.
all we did was get mad and fight and then not talk,
and i always felt like you were mad at me because of all these boys.
and i really didnt think i was doing anything on purpose.
and then i would get mad because you were upset over nothing.
and i decided that maybe it was just because we were with eachother too much.
so i told myself that i would hang out with other people for a while, and then when we did start hanging out together, it would be okay again.
because i miss you,
but i never felt like you did.
but i do.
they are just boys.
you are mine.
mine. mine. mine.
it doesnt matter what he talks about,
it doesnt matter what any of them say.
i know you talk to the boy who bothers me.
and yeah that bothers me too.
but i know you guys are friends, so i leave it alone.
me and him are just friends.
i didnt mean not to call you back.
sleep.
eric called too and i said i was going to bed.
i shouldve said something to you,
im sorry.
i dont want the last word.
i just want you.
i took the train all the way to brooklyn heights.
i remember when you took it there with me.
we sat side by side and held hands for some time.
please come back now.
who used to be happy with just sitting there with me.
but now all it is is "lets do something, lets go somewhere. i know this guy and he can take us. i want to do something. this is so boring."
and i dont like that.
because im still happy just sitting there with you.
things have changed.
i dont know when, but it hurts.
it doesnt feel right when im with you anymore.
there are so many other things on your mind.
and im scared to death that they arent really me,
so i guess i have taken myself out of the equation.
i feel like your really angry.
so angry that its taking you away.
when we hung out the other night, that wasnt you.
it was someone else.
and i got really scared.
and really quiet.
i didnt know who i was sitting next to.
where did you go?
you dont like when i am with them.
and i know you dont.
so i dont tell you.
because you get upset and i dont like that.
im with them a lot more than you probably think.
one of them at least.
its not because i dont want to be around,
its because you and him dont play well together.
we used to play well together.
all we did was get mad and fight and then not talk,
and i always felt like you were mad at me because of all these boys.
and i really didnt think i was doing anything on purpose.
and then i would get mad because you were upset over nothing.
and i decided that maybe it was just because we were with eachother too much.
so i told myself that i would hang out with other people for a while, and then when we did start hanging out together, it would be okay again.
because i miss you,
but i never felt like you did.
but i do.
they are just boys.
you are mine.
mine. mine. mine.
it doesnt matter what he talks about,
it doesnt matter what any of them say.
i know you talk to the boy who bothers me.
and yeah that bothers me too.
but i know you guys are friends, so i leave it alone.
me and him are just friends.
i didnt mean not to call you back.
sleep.
eric called too and i said i was going to bed.
i shouldve said something to you,
im sorry.
i dont want the last word.
i just want you.
i took the train all the way to brooklyn heights.
i remember when you took it there with me.
we sat side by side and held hands for some time.
please come back now.