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I feel like I'm gonna call this quits.
And I do know I why.
I feel like this is it,
And I wanna cry.

I don't know why I'm like this,
Or even if I should apologize.
I know this is sht,
And the faults all mine.

In a way I want you,
Yet in another I don't.
I don't know what to do,
And even if I did I won't.

I wish the sht between us would end,
And we could date.
We've been friends for so long,
This friendship I'm beginning to hate.

But why do I like you?
What have you done to me?
If I knew the truth,
I wouldn't feel blind but could see.

I wanna say forget this,
Cuz I want this to be it.
I'm sick of these games,
And all of this bullsht.