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You were gonna let me go |
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No guts to tell me yourself |
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Go ahead and rub my nose in it |
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You can't fire me because i quit |
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You make me feel invisible |
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Well, surely you see me now |
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Strecthed out on the floor of your house |
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Foaming at the mouth |
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With a needle in my arm |
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Next to a smoking gun |
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And an empty razor case |
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And a note that says : |
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"dear jack i hate you. love, diane" |
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"dear jack i hate you. love, diane" |
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"dear jack i hate you" |
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I said yeah yeah yeah waouh. |
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The neighborhood is gonna watch me |
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As i create the great finale |
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A perfect swan dive out the window |
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Crash the car off the road |
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You're not gonna miss me |
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But you're gonna remember my body |
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Crumpled in a heap in the middle of your street. |
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Clean up your mess x4 |
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Finally you're carrying me |
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Over the threshold try to revive me |
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With a cold compress but it's too late |
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I guess your best just isn't good enough |
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When every warm embrace |
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It was a selfish act |
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And every smiling face |
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It was a trap |
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You shit |
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You stabbed me in the back |
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"dear jack i hate you. love, diane" |
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"dear jack i hate you. love, diane" |
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"dear jack i hate you" |
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I said yeah yeah yeah waouh. |
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Clean up my mess x4 |
