The Situation

I don't wanna meet today I don't wanna show my face Because I'm afraid Afraid we're ready to walk away Give me strength Send me into a furious rage with the things you say How many times my friend Are we gonna argue again I take back those things I said Forgive but don't forget The Situation is out of hand Be kind be talented but not a fan Get 'em off me I can't be reasoned with I reek of that daily supply You nose you pry then next decide To put your two cents in dimes I hate to disappoint and I'm Not saying Imma start a fight But I might I shine my light straight on through How many times my friend Are we gonna argue again How come you can't accept Me for the freak I am If you want to stay Then don't tell me to leave If you want to leave Then don't ask me to stay Save that for your real enemies Real enemies Real enemies Real enemy How many times my friend Are we gonna argue again