Lyrics
i see that we are coming to an end
here we go
i smell like a rotting, hairy, filthy
eggo
it's not like i never knew
you wanted my good friend
didn't you notice that my flirting had no end?
i've met with other girls
but none i've found like you
they were ditzy, preppy, fruity
unlike the punker in you
i need for you to understand
how i feel about you
i need for you to see
the way you are, the way you are
i see you, the way you are
i want you, the way you are
i need you, the way you are
yea, the way you are
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