• don't tell me you need space
    this isn't about confinement
    don't tell me you need air
    the oxegyn's just fine
    and I can't stand to here your pretty little lies
    the stupid little sparkle in your stupid little eyes
    don't tell me you can't stand it
    your posture is just fine
    and the sentimentle value
    in your smile has declined
    don't tell me you tried your best
    cuz you could do much better
    the throbbing has subsided from deep down in your chest
    now your runing out of excusess and your running out of time
    I guess I should have told you if you left I'd be just fine