To be something you know I think I'm not
You'd thought that I'd forgot
You've got a little something they call "style"
My word, it's been a while
I thought I'd maybe never laugh again
I'm really not your friend
More often I simply, just pretend
I really do not want to stay
I think I'm going under now
I think I'll bid my fond farewell
Like a thousand times before
Each time it hurts a little more
I think I'm going under now
So you're running slightly late
You say you'll be delayed
I've never been that punctual myself
You'd rather be somewhere other than here
I never thought emotions existed
The way I felt that night I'm sure they did
I really do not want to stay
I think I'm going under now
I think I'll bid my fond farewell
Like a thousand times before
Each time it hurts a little more
I think I'm going under now
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