Yeah its for sure
But things came down hard
But you couldnt wait and see
Well all I ever think about is myself
Well anyone else, well they get strung out
But I get high, high, high

Chorus 1:
But its something, you better get straight
I aint got no room in my heart
Lift up the anchor well set it straight, yeah

Chorus 2:
Stop, well i, I dont wanna thank you
Honey I dont think so, youd better stop
Well try, and if theres a distance here between us
Its you and i, and I and I and i

Yeah well its ashame, you pander to me
Cmon stroke on my ego
Well like its never been broke before yeah by anyone else
And what doesnt kill you, it makes you linger
It makes you wonder, yeah
For goodness sake have you ever been asleep
Thinking one thing Id be here,
And what doesnt kill you, doesnt stay, yeah yeah

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