Don’t think I don’t see EXACTLY what you’re doing, Miss Costanza. Because it’s OBVIOUS.
I KNOW that you know that I know that we all know what you know.
Releasing this? Jump? The DAY the Olympics started?
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Why you so afraid to face it?
Why you so okay with wasting time?
Bitter happy and you’re faking
Lost inside that black hole
So if you wanna run away
Tired of dreaming what it’s all about
And every time you get close
You try to change but you choke
Don’t be afraid to let it go
So just jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
Don’t be afraid of wanting something more
Jump
Into the deep end
To find your way back up
Don’t be afraid of wanting more
Just jump
You only miss it when it’s all gone
It’s hard to see it ’cause you sunk so low
You keep on saying that the sun’s gone
Lost inside that black hole
So if you wanna run away
Tired of dreaming what it’s all about
And every time you get close
You try to change but you choke
Don’t be afraid to let it go
So just jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
Don’t be afraid of wanting something more
Jump
Into the deep end
To find your way back up
Don’t be afraid of wanting more
Just jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
Just jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
So just jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
Don’t be afraid of wanting something
Jump
What are you waiting…
What are you waiting for?
Don’t be afraid of wanting something more
Jump
Into the deep end
To find your way back up
Don’t be afraid of wanting more
Just jump
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What you need to know, Miss Costanza, is that I do things MY way, on my OWN schedule.
Not by yours. Not by others’. Not by ANYONES.
By mine. And mine ALONE.
Not that it isn’t… poignant, but still- it’s the principal of the issue, I suppose.
Yeah…
Right.
You know- I need to be more assertive.
RIGHT, then. Fuckit.
Right.