He doesn't get it. He STILL doesn't get it and all I heard was excuse after excuse for it. Stop trying to dismiss it, stop down playing it like a defense attorney trying to cop a plea to a lesser charge, stop trying to convince me that it was a figment of my imagination - it wasn't, uh duh I've said that before. I started to lose it, to let the little Irish in me loose, ready to rage all over the flimsy excuse and wannabe apology. About the point that a behavior was dismissed for the second time as something he couldn't understand me being flamed over I said I was getting angry and had to go. Damn, mister are you just really that dumb or are you just that nervous about what I may do as reprisal? Ugh, no more talking, just teach. I learn, you teach, nothing more nothing less.
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I found bliss in ignorance
Less I hear, the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
CHORUS
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
and I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts they make no sense
I found bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again
CHORUS
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I 'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP
CHORUS
-Linkin Park
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