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You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m busting at the seams and not to mention

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m thinking my stitching won’t hold

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

It’s not so much what you said

But the fact that you meant it

I’ve been getting by on bare necessities

Que sera sera

Que sera sera

Que sera sera

I’m busting at the seams and not to mention

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m thinking my stitching won’t hold

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I don’t love with my heart

I love with everything I am

I’ve been getting by on bare necessities

Que sera sera

Que sera sera

Que sera sera

I’m busting at the seams and not to mention

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m thinking my stitching won’t hold

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

So please take this blood, so please take this blood

So please take this blood, so please take this life

So please take this blood, so please take this blood

So please take this blood, so please take this life

Frail words murmured of the cambion

What’s he privy to tonight?

Frail words murmured of the cambion

What’s he privy to tonight?

Frail words murmured of the cambion

What’s he privy to tonight?

Frail words murmured of the cambion

So please take this blood, so please take this life

One, two, three

Frail words murmured of the cambion

Frail words murmured of the cambion

Frail words murmured of the cambion

Frail words murmured of the cambion

I’m busting at the seams and not to mention

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m thinking my stitching won’t hold

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m busting at the seams and not to mention

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

I’m thinking my stitching won’t hold

You’re ripping me apart just to pull yourself together

-Jay, what the hell is up with these fuckin' songs about me and these other

girls? It is the most offensive shit I’ve ever heard in my life.

Who the fuck do you think you are? Personally the worst boyfriend I’ve ever

had

-Yeah, I hear you on yourself and your band fuckin' sucks. I don’t know why

girls get with you. You’re such a child, you’re like a 12-year old,

you haven’t gone through puberty yet. I guess you were with other girls when I

thought I was the only one. Guess I was wrong, oh, you-you're just, fuck,

wish you would die already, don’t ever talk to me again

-You've truly outdone yourself this time asshole. Why the fuckin' fuck would

you write all these horrible songs about me, like seriously? Fag,

we break up and your write all these fuckin' horrible songs about me on your

new album, that’s just fantastic. If I was so fuckin' horrible Jay,

then why the hell were we ever together? And new girl, new girl,

oh whatever I’m done, I can’t take this shit anymore. I don’t ever wanna see

you, I never wanna talk to you, I never you, fuckin' exist still, fuck you, bye

-Uh, yeah, hi, I need to talk to you about something. What the fuck is this

shit that you call music that you release about me? Like, you’re not supposed

to be putting are fuckin' personal business out there. You’ve no reason to be

doing that. This is the most offensive shit I’ve ever heard in my entire life.

You’re never even gonna fuckin' go anywhere, I don’t even know why you make

music, it’s fuckin' terrible. It’s like seriously really, really fucked up that

you would release songs about me like that. I don’t even know what the fuck you

were thinking. Like what the fuck were you on? I should’ve known anyway that

when we had problems that you would just put it out there like that.

You were always a fuckin' terrible boyfriend to me. But anyway I just want to

put it out there and call you to figure out what was going through your head

when you decided to make this shit, and a… I just want to tell you never to

talk to me ever again, okay? Actually just go die, 'cause I don’t even fuckin'

care about you anymore, oh, and a… who the fuck is this other girl?

-I hate you, I fuckin' hate you. Your album makes it seem like I didn’t mean a

damn thing to you, I fuckin' loved you. Who’s the other girl? What the hell is

she to you? Some piece of pussy that makes you feel happy when she gives you

brain? I give up Jay, because apparently you don’t give a shit about me anymore,

so I’m fuckin' done. I hope you and that die

-Jay, I just heard your new CD. Fuck you. That was the most offensive thing

I’ve ever heard. I cannot believe you have the balls to try and say any of that

shit. Come on, you ugly ass motherfucker, you think anybody’s gonna want your

cock now? Look what you just did, you’re fucked for life, your band is fucked.

You’re a bum, screw you, I hope you fuckin' die and I never ever want to speak

to you again

-Hi Jay, it’s Melody, umm, I’m a bit confused because I heard that you made a

new album and you have songs on there that are about me and that they’re

blatantly obvious. And I’ve been nothing but respectful with you,

so I think it’s really fuckin' immature if that’s the case, to go and make

this whiney fuckin' album to try and pick up chicks and slander my name.

I don’t think so. Umm, you need to call me back and let me know, you know,

if this shit’s going. And be honest with me, because if it is, you’re gonna be

in really deep shit, I promise you. Umm, and it’s not gonna work,

because that whole whiney, bullshit rockstar thing was completely over in '96

and you should probably move on, alright, bye