Dear Sam, I hope you're listening
It's time we figured this thing out
It's been too long
I'd like to kick you in the head
But you're not here, so instead
I wrote this song
What the hell were you thinking of?
Yeah, we all know you've had it rough
Take two steps forward
Then I fall three steps back
I never liked you anyway
Dear Sam, I hope you're listening
It's time we figured this thing out
Where have you gone?
I'd like to put you in your place
Punch you in the fucking face
But I'm not sure which one
And it only takes a second
To change and open mind
Who's opinion's are they, anyway?
And I'll never understand it
You became who you despise
What's the difference?
Now it's over


Lyrics submitted by sunnybunnygirl

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