How I Survived Bobby Mackey's Personal Hell

Well, if there's one thing that I'm sure of
 It's that I think too much about shit that doesn't matter
 And I don't think enough about things that make a difference
 But would that even make a difference?
 Doing anything at all would be overkill
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 You left some holes in the plot line
 I left some holes in your clothes
 And we can argue semantics over who left who first
 But one thing's for sure, I needed you most, so
 You left some holes in the plot line
 I left some holes in your clothes
 And we can argue semantics over who left who first
 But one thing's for sure, I needed you most
 I'm not good at very much
 But I've got just a few exceptional skills
 That I doubt anyone could hold a candle to
 For instance, I can go three months or more
 Without ever being sure of anything
 And I can transcend my existence with thoughts and words
 And when I say transcend, I mean demean, yeah
 You left some holes in the plot line
 I left some holes in your clothes
 And we can argue semantics over who left who first
 But one thing's for sure, I needed you most
 Nothing says I miss you quite like, "I'm running out of time"
 Nothing says I hate you now like getting sweat stains on a knife
 I am killing time with a razor blade
 It is begging for its life
 I am killing time with a razor blade
 It is begging for its life
 You left some holes in the plot line
 I left some holes in your clothes
 And we can argue semantics over who left who first
 But one thing's for sure, I needed you most