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F*@K You Lucy F*@K You Lucy 1 viewer F*@K You Lucy Lyrics She said that she still wants a friendship She can't live her life without me as a friend I can't figure out why i'd give a damn to what she wants I dont understand the now before the then Most of this garbage I write that these people seem to like Is about you and how I let you infect my life And if they got to know you, I doubt that they would see it They'd wonder what I showed you, how you could leave it A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistent If I stay around, I'm bound to break resistance Fuck you, Lucy, for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences Ever since I was a young lad with a part time dad It was hard to find happiness inside of what I had I studied my mother, I digested her pain And vowed no woman on my path would have to walk the same Travel like sound across the fate ladder I travel with spoon to mix this cake batter And I travel with feels so I can deal with touch Its like that, thank you very much, fuck you very much Yes Yes it is And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Yes Yes it is And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Fuck the what happened, I got stuck They can peel pieces of me off the grill of her truck Used to walk with luck, used to hold her hand Fell behind and played the role of a slower man I wanna stand on top of this mountain and yell I wanna wake up and break up this lake of hell I feel like a bitch for letting the sheet twist me up The last star fighter is wounded time to give it up On a pick it up mission, kept it bitter Getting in a million memories just to forget her The difficulty in keeping emotions controlled Cookies for the road, took me by the soul Hunger for the drama, hunger for the nurture Gonna take it further, the hurt feels like murder Interpret the eyes, read the lines on her face The sunshine is fake, how much time did I waste
