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Necessity
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Jeff Rosenstock
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Not only do I not love you, you never made me come I just faked it to shut you up Not only did I never love you, I f**ked your roommate and your bandmate so hard I couldn’t stand straight Not saying it was wise to do But what I’m tryna say’s I kinda hate you But life’s so full of obstacles when you ain’t got your pockets full So if you could spot me two hundred dollars and buy me food then maybe we can try to make it work Picture this October 2015 It’s an understatement to say that I’m drowning in a sea Of work at the university, curves that I’m taking personally My ex got a new girl but he still pounds it on the sneak ‘Cause that coochie is juicy as a quarter pounder with cheese But otherwise I’m pretty worthless, did I mention that my house is full of fleas From a tabby cat who naps in the kitchen cabinets And he’s not fed so he dreams of catching mouses while he sleeps up in the cobwebs That formed ‘cause even though I got bread I ain’t bought bread Ever since I lost the willpower to eat, willpower to clean Willpower to pay the power, pay the dentist and the hospital Pay the internet the water bill down at they offices Pay for kitten chow so now this little n***a hostage like he sentenced to what Cosby did But it’s not no fault of his I just adopted him Because I needed a friend, needed somebody to be with just needed bodyheat in the bed Oh yeah, and my cat’s named Eggs Not only did I not love you… Picture this, November, three years ago I’m b*t*hing on the Max Canada patio because my ears are cold Cheersin with a can of Schlitz and pa**ing cannabis Though to be clearer, I didn’t hit it, I’m not a fan of it No I’m just chillin with these chatty folk Because the antidote to being sad as sh*t Is fashioning yourself into a mannequin Hoping that some sugar-daddio candidate with daddy and mommy bucks will make your pain stop Here’s the game: hey hon! What’s your name? Where you from? Oh cool! Bars close, cars home disregard clothes moan Hoping that the scars don’t show When tomorrow comes give him that parseltongue Give him your card tell him call sometime And when he calls you sink your claws in him And pretty much force him to adopt you like you’s a foster kid Because of poverty, because you hate your body, ‘cause you’re closeted And can’t find in yourself what you think that you’ll find in an opposite Not only do I not love you, you never made me come I just faked it to shut you up Not only did I never love you, I f**ked your roommate and your bandmate so hard I couldn’t stand straight Not saying it was wise to do But what I’m tryna say’s I kinda hate you But life’s so full of obstacles when you ain’t got your pockets full So if you could spot me two hundred dollars and buy me food then maybe we can try to make it work
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