I know I haven’t been the best i can be
But the way you treat me makes me feel like I can’t be.
It’s not until i ask you for it back
That you snap out of it.
Whatever you did.
You did it for fun.
You did it for art.
You did it for praise.
And never for us.
And always for money.
Not for her sake’s
Not for your own entertainment.
Until now…
When I ask for it back.
(Bridge)
How could I trust you again?
How could i ever ask for more?
You’re always depressed,
Never in the mood to do your work.
I know I’m not a good friend.
But at this point sorry isn’t good enough.
And all the time i spent,
Listening to you lash out more and more
(Escalation)
As long as you can
get my money back again.
(Interlude)
(Echoed and distorted)
As long as you can
Spend sometime alone
To realize that no one likes you or wants you around.
If it wasn’t for your art, i promise you’d be gone by now.
(…)
No one cares if you’ve been really bent
As long as i can get my refund again.
You’ve let me down again.
As long as you can.
Get away from us and
I think you need to mature a bit, man
No one cares about what you’ve been through
Just a moment, i’ve got more to say.
Before you go and hide away.
All those people that said you wouldn’t amount to shit.
I’m ashamed to say that they were right about all of ot.
You’re a bojack without the fame or money
Just a minute, I’ve got a lot more to say.
Can you let me speak i think you’ve yelled enough.
All those people who said to get away from you.
One more hour wouldn’t fix any of this.
I’m exhausted and i want my fucking money back.
(Begin to fade out slowly until the speech isn’t recognizable anymore)
Why do you keep typing in elipsis?
Why are you trying to turn this into role play?
Why are you trying to make this into an art piece?
I think you need to accept that on one likes you.