i don't know why
you do the things you do
he gave you a gift
you tore it to shreds in mere minutes
i cleaned up the mess
i don't know why
you do the things you do
you cry out in the middle of the night
waking everyone with your panicked screams
i try to calm the nighttime stress
i don't know why
you do the things you do
when you see a stranger on the street
and puff your chest a little more
telling everyone not to come any closer
i don't know why
you do the things you do
your obsession with the cat
chasing her around the house
unsure what you will do if you ever catch her
i don't know why
you do the things you do
but i wish you would just stop.
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