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| Making Fun Why does it get to me should i be used to it by now i thought it had ended but i guess it never did i hate they way you are i hate the way i feel hurt feelings in my head but forgiving you instead making fun, making fun your making fun of me telling lies, telling lies i guess you'll never see sometimes i wanna cry it hurts all inside bruised, battered and torn my so is so worn i gotta let you know that your words hurt me so you always break me down even when your not around March 1, 2001 |