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It's not the lack of your judgment
That makes you a kid
It's the lack of your substance
That keeps you locked in
And keeps them talking
Find out a way to spend
Your whole life holding hands
With empty faces that you'll never see again
Search out a way to find
A version of you you like
Why aren't you getting tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
When I get home can I see you
I'm scared that I might ruin everything
I left on my own and it's see through
You're getting tired of everything
But why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet
Why aren't you tired of me yet