This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
We were together when i first thought of making this song
and now we're not, thats what i get for waiting too long
i still cant believe the path that our relationships gone
it was like something wasn't right but damn nothing was wrong
i wish could go on pretending that I'm not upset
we broke up at the very same spot that we met
is that ironic? or is that just the way you planned it
i couldn't stand it, you said i took what we had for granted
turkey, lettuce, tomato, a little bit of mayo
a pickle on a toasted roll, thats your favorite sandwich
i remember all the little things
but saw a bigger picture make a better future
so we can raise some little things
but I' still there for you
only wanted to take care of you
broke up, you lost weight
because i made sure you ate
we hardly saw eye to eye we had different visions
from shows on televisions, names of children, and religion
i wish i would've known it was our last time kissing
i should have seen it coming cause something was missing
but it doesn't make a difference we still getting married
just got different weddings
but i love you, you're my best friend
i remember how you and i got together the most
late night after a party i spit my verse from "up close"
then we started play fighting then you hit me dead in the nose
and busted my lip. i told you that you owed me a kiss
you know how the rest goes. from there its history
i thought it'd never end
I'll be Mr. you, you'll be Mrs. me
spending all our time together that just led to misery
lets not get into details, atleast i didn't look at other females
maybe i did, but i never touched them, okay fine
atleast i never fucked them, i don't know!
we fought so much, we couldn't be in the same room
but couldn't bear to be apart, its like we shared the same heart
and you were too smart to take a break even though it hurt
if we were meant to be it shouldn't be so hard to make it work
kind of like my favorite shirt, as much as i loved it
i had to stop wearing it, once it got a tear in it
if the hole gets too big, there'll be no repairing it
we don't want to end up the way both our parents did
i was trying to change you and you would stay cursing me
we broke up on our 2 year anniversary
i never told you this but you're the first one on my list
my first girl, my first love, hell even my first kiss
i wish i knew back then the things that i know now
everything i should have said, but i didn't know how
i was too young and dumb to see how you cared for me
the support that i had, how you was there for me
we were on different paths slowly we would drift apart
and it seemed like all we had in common was art
you said it wasn't me it was you, i found that interesting
2 weeks later on the train, i saw you kissing him
it took every bit of restraint to keep me from hitting him
i felt like throwing fists and limbs
who knows what I'd have did to him
but in the end, that was me being insecure
i guess that was the problem i was too immature
all the time i spent running around trying act cool
and be the best rapper to ever walked the halls of the school
could have been used to show you that you were appreciated
i should have made the most of every moment that we dated
the valentines tape is still on heavy rotation
i don't think i put it down since the day that you made it
but hindsight is 20/20 and whats done is done
but we had a lot of fun and you taught me how to love
and i cherish that the most of all the things we been through
cause there wouldn't be a verse 1 and 2 if it weren't for you
and now we're not, thats what i get for waiting too long
i still cant believe the path that our relationships gone
it was like something wasn't right but damn nothing was wrong
i wish could go on pretending that I'm not upset
we broke up at the very same spot that we met
is that ironic? or is that just the way you planned it
i couldn't stand it, you said i took what we had for granted
turkey, lettuce, tomato, a little bit of mayo
a pickle on a toasted roll, thats your favorite sandwich
i remember all the little things
but saw a bigger picture make a better future
so we can raise some little things
but I' still there for you
only wanted to take care of you
broke up, you lost weight
because i made sure you ate
we hardly saw eye to eye we had different visions
from shows on televisions, names of children, and religion
i wish i would've known it was our last time kissing
i should have seen it coming cause something was missing
but it doesn't make a difference we still getting married
just got different weddings
but i love you, you're my best friend
i remember how you and i got together the most
late night after a party i spit my verse from "up close"
then we started play fighting then you hit me dead in the nose
and busted my lip. i told you that you owed me a kiss
you know how the rest goes. from there its history
i thought it'd never end
I'll be Mr. you, you'll be Mrs. me
spending all our time together that just led to misery
lets not get into details, atleast i didn't look at other females
maybe i did, but i never touched them, okay fine
atleast i never fucked them, i don't know!
we fought so much, we couldn't be in the same room
but couldn't bear to be apart, its like we shared the same heart
and you were too smart to take a break even though it hurt
if we were meant to be it shouldn't be so hard to make it work
kind of like my favorite shirt, as much as i loved it
i had to stop wearing it, once it got a tear in it
if the hole gets too big, there'll be no repairing it
we don't want to end up the way both our parents did
i was trying to change you and you would stay cursing me
we broke up on our 2 year anniversary
i never told you this but you're the first one on my list
my first girl, my first love, hell even my first kiss
i wish i knew back then the things that i know now
everything i should have said, but i didn't know how
i was too young and dumb to see how you cared for me
the support that i had, how you was there for me
we were on different paths slowly we would drift apart
and it seemed like all we had in common was art
you said it wasn't me it was you, i found that interesting
2 weeks later on the train, i saw you kissing him
it took every bit of restraint to keep me from hitting him
i felt like throwing fists and limbs
who knows what I'd have did to him
but in the end, that was me being insecure
i guess that was the problem i was too immature
all the time i spent running around trying act cool
and be the best rapper to ever walked the halls of the school
could have been used to show you that you were appreciated
i should have made the most of every moment that we dated
the valentines tape is still on heavy rotation
i don't think i put it down since the day that you made it
but hindsight is 20/20 and whats done is done
but we had a lot of fun and you taught me how to love
and i cherish that the most of all the things we been through
cause there wouldn't be a verse 1 and 2 if it weren't for you
Lyrics submitted by SphagnumEsplanade
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