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Lay there and hate me |
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lay there and burn. |
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One side to the other |
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you toss and turn. |
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Never trust a woman |
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Never trust a woman who loves the blues. |
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Mistake number one |
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I made it 3 times today. |
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We best talk over hows theres |
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nothing left to say. |
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I feel like an under paid concubine |
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whose overstayed her welcome. |
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You gave me an 8 paged letter |
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front and black. |
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Written in your favorite colors, |
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blood and black. |
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You choose your words as careful |
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as you choose your own gravestone. |
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You lay there and hate me |
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better then being alone. |
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Had to fight your way in |
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you've got to fight your way out. |
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Ain't no fool like the fool you love |
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so let me hear you shout |
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Shakedown breakdown |
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just can't sit still. |
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you cutoff your hair and sold it |
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for your pretty little pill. |
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I've learned some things about myself |
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I wish I didn't know. |
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You gave me an 8 paged letter |
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front and black. |
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Written in your favorite colors, |
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blood and black. |
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You choose your words as careful |
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as you choose your own gravestone. |
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You lay there and hate me |
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better then being alone. |
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Had to fight your way in |
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you got to fight your way out. |
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aint no fool like the one you love |
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so let me hear you shout. |
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Lay there and hate me |
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Cold as a stone |
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I just hope it's better then sitting alone. |
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never trust a woman who loves the blues. |
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You gave me an 8 paged letter |
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front and black. |
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Written in your favorite colors, |
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blood and black. |
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You choose your words as careful |
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as you choose your own gravestone. |
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You lay there and hate me |
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better then being alone. |
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Had to fight your way in |
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you got to fight your way out. |
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aint no fool like the one you love |
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so let me hear you shout. |
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so let me hear you shout. |
