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I hope you're happy with the way that you talk Not collapsing from the weight of it all I know that it's tragic what happened But baby we're standing, not standing still When all you friends fall in and out at the same damn rate It's not love, it's lust Not like, it's fuck Like the few I gave so that's why you're gone And I hope you're happy with the way that you talk Not collapsing from the weight of it all I know that it's tragic what happened But baby we're standing, not standing still So I don't have thoughts on keeping up And loving you was tricky, too And I wasn't cut out for the bet And no lie, you didn't try to get a grip on it and figure me out Why can't I figure me out? And I hope you're happy with the way that you talk Not collapsing from the weight of it all I know that it's tragic what happened But baby we're standing, not standing And I hope you're happy with the way that you talk Not collapsing from the weight of it all I know that it's tragic what happened But baby we're standing, not standing still