Here i am sittin in the same old beginnin
It don't matter what you say to me cause no more i won't listen
It seems to happen on and on and all the time
This is why i'm runnin out of paper to explain your out of your mind
I don't have the patience in me to dealt with your shit
My back would break carryin the weight from all the baggage you bring
And i find myself writin you this song anyway
It's not perfect but it's worth it
To get you off of my ass for a day