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I'm sick of waiting by the phone
You never call me when you get home
I'm sick of staying up all night worried about you
And when I try to text you back
The messages never go through
I'm sick of spending all my weekend waiting on you
I'm deleting your number
I never thought you’d be such a bummer
But this whole fucking summer you’ve been on something
Lie through your teeth to me again
And I'm over it, I'm over it
