Skrrt Cobain

I don't know how to say this
 But I hate your playlist
 And everything you make
 I don't know how to say this
 But I want my shit back
 From your dorm room
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 I miss every single conversation that we had in bed
 I miss the nights that we weren't so bored of living
 That we'd talk for hours
 I guess I didn't understand all the things you said that night
 I guess I'm not that type of righteous type of person
 Cry inside my bedroom, missing you too much
 It's good to know that I'm entirely human
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 I don't know how to say this
 But I hate your playlist
 And everything you make
 I don't know how to say this
 But I want my shit back
 From your dorm room
 And I hope one day we can realize that we're still friends
 We can talk about the weather, we can talk about whatever
 And I just want you to be happy
 But it hurts to know, it hurts to know
 That won't be with me
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 I hate being second place, but it's not my place to say anything
 To say anything
 I hate being second place, but it's not my place to say anything
 To say anything