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I turn and ask her slowly "Where is it that we're going?" She says "I have no idea" I disregard the rudeness And put up with the foolish bitch You turn into with your best friends I tell her "Slow down, I'm not trying to fight I can't get my head right" I tell her "I know I can be narcissistic at times And I know you don't appreciate that" She tells me "It's clear you use me to repent for your crimes" I tell her "Why you gotta be such a brat?" She turns and asks me slowly "Where is it that we're going?" I said "Have you no idea?" I tell her "Slow down I'm not trying to fight I can't get my head right." I tell her "Slow down I'm not trying to fight Where'd you lay your head last night?" I tell her "I know I can be narcissistic at times And I know you don't appreciate that" She tells me "It's clear you use me to repent for your crimes" I tell her "Why you gotta be such a brat?" Letras de canciones I tell her "I know I can be narcissistic at times And I know you don't appreciate that" She tells me "It's clear you use me to repent for your crimes" And why you gotta be such a... Why you gotta be such a brat? I tell her "I know I can be narcissistic at times And I know you don't appreciate that" She tells me "It's clear you use me to repent for your crimes" I tell her "Why you gotta be such a brat?" From Letras Mania