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Call her thief, call her shallow and insincere |
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'Cause you'll never see just how perfect she could be |
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Then she's gone and my friends can come along |
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And they tell me that I'm happier |
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One more fight, yeah, you tell me all the time |
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How do I swallow my pride? |
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But she's the one, she's the one |
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But she's the one, she's the one |
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Time and time I hear things that can't be true |
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And it's only talk 'cause she'll never be so cruel |
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Every night there's a new name on her arm |
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That I don't think I recognize |
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And it's never strange just how long she stays away |
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I guess I'll have to compromise |
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Though she's the one, she's the one |
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But she's the one, she's the one |
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But she's the one, she's the one |
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But she's the one, she's the one |
