I'm down on myself all the time
But believe me I feel fine
My enemies are my teachers
My addictions are my righteous preachers
I drink too much, my soul swirls
But I'll get on without my girl
My tears dry and so does my blood
And when it rains I make it flood
What kind of f*ckery is this
I search my soul look at all that I miss
And I'm in such and awful state
Oh, but now I feel great
She's in love with her ex man
She don't understand that I understand
She say's "I'm crazy" more than she "love's me"
But that's okay because she can ain't phase me
She don't know me and she never will
Victoria giving me all the chills
She's kind of selfish, kind of lame
Somehow I love her all the same
That girl I met never made me feel full
I like to punish myself, punish my soul
What kind of f*ckery is this
I try my best but look at all that I miss
And I'm in such an awful state
But now I feel great
She says I'm her favorite but it's all talk
Take me to bed then I go for a walk
She don't cherish all the little things I do
I feel so lonely making love to you
You take for granted all that I am
You telling people but we both know
I'm not your man
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I'm down on myself all the time
But believe me I feel fine
My enemies are my teachers
My addictions are my righteous preachers
I drink too much, my soul swirls
But I'll get on without my girl
My tears dry and so does my blood
And when it rains I make it flood
What kind of f*ckery is this
I search my soul look at all that I miss
And I'm in such and awful state
Oh, but now I feel great
She's in love with her ex man
She don't understand that I understand
She say's "I'm crazy" more than she "love's me"
But that's okay because she can ain't phase me
She don't know me and she never will
Victoria giving me all the chills
She's kind of selfish, kind of lame
Somehow I love her all the same
That girl I met never made me feel full
I like to punish myself, punish my soul
What kind of f*ckery is this
I try my best but look at all that I miss
And I'm in such an awful state
But now I feel great
She says I'm her favorite but it's all talk
Take me to bed then I go for a walk
She don't cherish all the little things I do
I feel so lonely making love to you
You take for granted all that I am
You telling people but we both know
I'm not your man
But believe me I feel fine
My enemies are my teachers
My addictions are my righteous preachers
I drink too much, my soul swirls
But I'll get on without my girl
My tears dry and so does my blood
And when it rains I make it flood
What kind of f*ckery is this
I search my soul look at all that I miss
And I'm in such and awful state
Oh, but now I feel great
She's in love with her ex man
She don't understand that I understand
She say's "I'm crazy" more than she "love's me"
But that's okay because she can ain't phase me
She don't know me and she never will
Victoria giving me all the chills
She's kind of selfish, kind of lame
Somehow I love her all the same
That girl I met never made me feel full
I like to punish myself, punish my soul
What kind of f*ckery is this
I try my best but look at all that I miss
And I'm in such an awful state
But now I feel great
She says I'm her favorite but it's all talk
Take me to bed then I go for a walk
She don't cherish all the little things I do
I feel so lonely making love to you
You take for granted all that I am
You telling people but we both know
I'm not your man
Writer: Drew Giordano
Copyright: Lyrics © Amuxe Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Amuxe Publishing