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You know
I'm
impatient
So
why
would
you
leave
me
waiting
outside
the
station
?
When
it was
like
minus
4
degrees
And
I
I
get
what
you're
saying
I
just
really
don't
wanna
hear
it
right
now
Can
you
shut up
for
like
once
in
your
life
?
Listen
to
me
I
took
your
nice
words
of
advice
about
How
you
think
I'm
gonna
die
Lucky
if
I
turned
33
Okay
so
yeah
I
smoke like a chimney
I'm
not
skinny
and
I
pull a Britney
Every other week
But
cut me some slack
Who
do
you
want
me
to
be
?
'Cause
I'm
too
messy
And
then
I'm
too
clean
You
told
me
'Get
a
job'
And
you
ask
where
the
hell
I've
been
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
open my big mouth
I
want
to
be
me
Is
that
not
allowed?
And
I'm
too
clever
And
then
I'm
too
dumb
You
hate
it
when
I
cry
Unless
it's
that
time of the month
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
show
you
that
I'm
not
A
thousand
people
I
could
be
for
you
And
you
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
It's
taking
you
ages
You
still
don't
get the hint
I'm
not
asking
for
pages
But
one
text
or
two
would
be
nice
And
please
don't
pull those faces
When
I've
been
out
working
my
arse
off
all
day
It's
just
one
bottle
of
wine
or
two
But
hey
you
can't
even
talk
You
smoke weed
just
to
help
you
sleep
Then
why
you're
out
getting
stoned
at
4
o'clock
And
then
you
come home
to
me
And
don't
say
hello
'Cause
I
got
high
again
And
forgot
to
fold my clothes
'Cause
I'm
too
messy
And
then
I'm
too
clean
You
told
me
'Get
a
job'
And
you
ask
where
the
hell
I've
been
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
open my big mouth
I
want
to
be
me
Is
that
not
allowed?
And
I'm
too
clever
And
then
I'm
too
dumb
You
hate
it
when
I
cry
Unless
it's
that
time of the month
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
show
you
that
I'm
not
A
thousand
people
I
could
be
for
you
And
you
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
And
I'm
too
messy
And
then
I'm
too
clean
You
told
me
'Get
a
job'
And
you
ask
where
the
hell
I've
been
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
open my big mouth
I
want
to
be
me
Is
that
not
allowed?
And
I'm
too
clever
And
then
I'm
too
dumb
You
hate
it
when
I
cry
Unless
it's
that
time of the month
And
I'm
too
perfect
'Til
I
show
you
that
I'm
not
A
thousand
people
I
could
be
for
you
And
you
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot
You
hate
the
lot