I'm not a little misunderstood
And I'm taking the blame
I'm baring my soul
It does seem lame
To walk your way
And tell you I don't think
the way you do.
I don't care if you don't like me
I ought never to.
I'm your punching bag
And I'm the shoulder you seek
I'm not your closest friend
I'm not looking to be.
I really shouldn't tell you
What it is I think of you.
I'm confused and am man enough
to say that I am.
A little more than you expected of me
You really should've shut your trap
And never really said
Those hurtful things
You never meant
To say anyway.
So look away
As you always have
And go away
Somewhere far away
Where you won't see me again.
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