Tell me what it takes for us to shake so we can be friends Home is where I go the rest I go to pass the testīut I couldn't make it home so we argue on the phoneĬallin' up my house to hang it up You think that makes sense Not to give me stress and add to pressure Just be there to help me and support that's what your here for Let me live my life and you can live yours Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial Your suspicious I deceive give me grief without belief but to me Where ya been and who you with I get no room to breathe Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree You act like it's outrageous give me space it won't get betterĪnd maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters See you got me trapped I'm going crazy this is slavery You spend all your hours just rushing aroundĭo you have a little time to have a little time for me?Īs soon as I leave the house you wanna page me Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you) You should stop for awhile you will find me standing by (Don't you trust me?)
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