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MATT COSTA LYRICS Mr Pitiful
Oh Mr. pit
Oh Mr. pit
Mr. pitiful
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
You still dont believe
You dont believe
You dont believe
That greeds for a show
Your soap box unfolds
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I dont expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how youve been
Dont make me feel bad that were still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, to still be friends, to still be my friend
So where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
While I was out
While I was out
While I was out
Well I dont believe
I dont believe
I dont believe
Everything was seen
And if you dont like the movie then quit at me
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I dont expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how youve been
Don?t make me feel bad that were still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, still be friends, still be friends, to still be my friend, still be my friend, still be my friend