Be too busy
Be too broke
Be tired of hearing it
It's like a joke

Just ignore me
Heard it before
Like a damn broken record
Or revolving door

But just realize
That I've struggled too
And yet I still
Found time for you

Where does it come from?
It's all in my head
Never from ANYTHING
That anyone said

And so by the time
You can see what is wrong
It will be too late
And I will be gone

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