I don’t wanna listen to you scream and shout. I don’t give a shit what you’ve been talking about. All your little mind games are bumming me out. Lose my fucking number, I don’t wanna hang out. You ain’t gonna listen to me scream and shout, or even let me finish what I’m talking about. You know I tried so hard to reach out when I saw you were down,
But now, no more hugs, no more handshakes, no more “see you around”.