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So
This is how it has to be. You ask for my help Then you leave me? Wonderful. Just wonderful. Hey, when you get off of work, Could you hand me my time back? You know, the time that I wasted on you. Spending all that time trying to figure out Who's attacking you And this is how I get rewarded? Christ. Well, enough. Next time you ask for me, You're not getting me. No more. Because I've realized it's not going to work. Following you around, being nice, not that I'm going to act a jerk, but I Want to be with someone And acting all chill Apparently Doesn't work. So..this is it. Good bye. Like the song says... "I won't be your bitch anymore." You bitch.
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