Artist Vs. Poet - Made For Me Lyrics
Little Miss American girlGiven everything in the worldBut a heartbreakAnd she would throw a drink in my faceIf she knew what I was tryin' to sayHere comes heartbreakAnd you hate my favorite records and that's okayBecause I never really liked your friends, anywaySo throw a fit when I'm out too lateCause there's a million little thingsThat I've been dying to sayBut I can sum it up nowAnd then I'll get the hell outIt ain't breakin' newsLet's face the truthThat I was made for meAnd you were made for youYou were a ten before I figured you outThe only reason I was stickin' aroundBut you're crazyA girl you know you can't win em' allIf you could then God help us all'Cause you're crazy, Oh, so crazyAnd you hate my favorite records and that's okayBecause I never really liked your friends, anywaySo throw a fit when I'm out too lateCause there's a million little thingsThat I've been dying to sayBut I can sum it up nowAnd then I'll get the hell outIt ain't breakin' newsLet's face the truthThat I was made for meAnd you were made for youAnd when you finally calm downMaybe I'll see you aroundAnd we can fake a few hellos to proveThat I was made for meAnd you were made for youBut I can sum it up nowAnd then I'll get the hell outIt ain't breakin' newsLet's face the truthThat I was made for meAnd you were made for youAnd when you finally calm downMaybe I'll see you aroundAnd we can fake a few hellos to proveThat I was made for meAnd you were made for you
