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You say we’re fine
But your brown eyes
Are green this time
So you’ve been crying
It’s in the way
You say my name
So quick, so straight
It sounds the same
As the time we took a break
February fourth through the sixteenth of May
So strange to be back at your place
Pretending like nothing has changed, oh
Speak up
I know you hate me
Looked at your picture and cried like a baby
Speak up
Don’t leave me waiting
Got way too drunk off a vodka cranberry
Called you up in the middle of the night
Wailing like an imbecile
If you won’t end things
Then I will
Now I look dumb
And you look mean
You casually
Steal back your t-shirt
And your Polo cap
Yeah, I noticed that
Yeah, I notice everything you do
Since the time we took a break
Everybody knows you don’t love me the same
So cruel to be lying to my face
‘Cause I know what you’re too scared to say, oh
Speak up
I know you hate me
Looked at your picture and cried like a baby
Speak up
Don’t leave me waiting
Got way too drunk off a vodka cranberry
Called you up in the middle of the night
Wailing like an imbecile
If you won’t end things
Then I will
(Don’t make me do this to you) I will
(Don’t make me do this, but) I will
I will
I will, I will, I will
Speak up
I know you hate me
Looked at your picture and cried like a baby
Speak up
Don’t leave me waiting
Got way too drunk off a vodka cranberry
Called you up in the middle of the night
Wailing like an imbecile
If you won’t end things
Then I will
