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I Feel So Bad For You

 

i feel so bad for you 

i feel so bad for you

i remember you moved to brooklyn

you were "Inspirin Writer"

i feel so bad for you

i feel so bad for you

i remember when you carried pens

in every pocket, in every socket

i feel so bad for you

i feel so sad for you

you used to talk to your mom and dad

you used to have everything you had, but

i feel so sad for you

i feel so mad for you

you used to walk 

you used to talk to everybody

you used to call

you used to be tall, but now you're small and

i feel so bad for you

i feel so sad for you

i feel so unhappy too

yes i do when i think of you

when i think of you

when i think of you and everything that you do

da da da vee da da

i feel so stuck on you

i feel white as elmer's glue

even though you're such a horrible loser

i like to think that maybe we'd be together one day

and even though nobody likes what you write

i like to think that we could stick together

 

 

 

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