My knuckles have become raw
From beating on this wall you've placed up
Is it really that bad
You tell me one little thing
And I say three little things
Now we're arguing
I think we're all confused
Because both our actions say one thing
But two different things are coming from me and you
I understand it
Can you
See I've been spotted the check mate
Three to Five to Six different ways
You just chose one
Don't think me down no
This ain't a frown
I apologize that I still want to get in
Under you skin
Deep, so deep that I'm in your blood
I guess I just got used to the attention
Cause I think I sorta like it
It's like a very close enemy
Lets see what friends we can't be
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