Marble Hornets Lyrics

Can someone please jog my memory?
I’m not sure if it's the beer talking or just me.
But I’m 23 and still a-f*cking-lone and I’m paranoid of
talking on the phone.
All my best friends are obsessed with marble hornets and
porn star tits.
They've got one thing in common,
they're fake as f*cking shit and I’m over it.
I promised myself I wouldn’t sing another song
about that girl that f*cked me and left.
And I find it funny how I always end up letting myself down,
but I guess it’s reassurance that I’m still human.
All my best friends are obsessed with smoking weed and
getting p*ssy.
So I’m always sitting by myself.
Why do I put up with this shit?
Well, I’m over it.
Roses are red, violets are blue.
My only regret is loving you.
All my best friends are f*cking gone or live three states
away.
So I’m always writing songs about being alone but I’m
over it.
no, I’m not.

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