I look in my photo albums and I see all this pictures of you and me I look on further towards the end and remember why you were never my friend
I say hi, you smile then you are silent for a while. I go out with someone else then the shit hits the fan and I'm like What the Hell?
Then I cave in just to end the fight I try to be subtle even though I know I'm right
And then you talk on for almost an hour about my best friend what the fuck is wrong with you?
Then you get mad when I won't have it I try not to panic I thought you were okay, please just pick a mood.
You have a constant case of PMS You take a single slice of cheese and make a mess You eat more in one day then I do in 2 weeks You're not ask good as you think, you're definately not sheek like you said
Then I look back on the nice things I've done I've tried my best to not be the bad one But in my own eyes, it is me who is not you'll always be as low as I got
When I was one young kid without a brain My feelings to you were just a game And now I'm gonna sell my soul just to get you off my back My spine tingles in the disrespect you lack
So get get back to your selfish ways you probably don't get me anyway So go eat your dinner and talk behind my back Let the fight go or shove it up your ass
Because it's over I'm never letting you get to me I declare it over I'll never catch you when you're sober
Tell me what you want or just go home the fight's not worth it and I hate the phone So go on home and forget about me that'll be my favorite choice you've made yet, honestly
Admit It [song I wrote]
by Gavin Neal
Apr 23, 2010
and I see all this pictures of you and me
I look on further towards the end
and remember why you were never my friend
I say hi, you smile
then you are silent for a while.
I go out with someone else
then the shit hits the fan and I'm like What the Hell?
Then I cave in just to end the fight
I try to be subtle even though I know I'm right
And then you talk on for almost an hour
about my best friend
what the fuck is wrong with you?
Then you get mad when I won't have it
I try not to panic
I thought you were okay, please just pick a mood.
You have a constant case of PMS
You take a single slice of cheese and make a mess
You eat more in one day then I do in 2 weeks
You're not ask good as you think, you're definately not sheek
like you said
Then I look back on the nice things I've done
I've tried my best to not be the bad one
But in my own eyes, it is me who is not
you'll always be as low as I got
When I was one young kid without a brain
My feelings to you were just a game
And now I'm gonna sell my soul
just to get you off my back
My spine tingles in the disrespect you lack
So get get back to your selfish ways
you probably don't get me anyway
So go eat your dinner and talk behind my back
Let the fight go or shove it up your ass
Because it's over
I'm never letting you get to me
I declare it over
I'll never catch you when you're sober
Tell me what you want or just go home
the fight's not worth it and I hate the phone
So go on home and forget about me
that'll be my favorite choice you've made yet, honestly