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(Yeah) |
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(Shoulda been here) |
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Okay, time |
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Gimme a pen, a pad, a couch, a blanket, pillow and I'm out |
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I wrote this thing from 31st to Clinton, foamin' at the mouth |
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Can I sleep in your den? I'm mad 'bout how she's shanking me with my house |
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I wrote this thing from amongst the best |
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She yanked it out, but time |
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Give me the biggest ******' shot of disastrous ass-backwards |
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Triple-x a thousand proof ******t in a glass; |
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Better yet the whole bottle; |
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Better yet I'll get water, I don't drink |
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Just give me the keys to your Civic |
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And some directions to the brink |
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I'm, um.. |
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I'm kind of in the mood to get shot |
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I'm sort of kind of in the mood for suicide by cop |
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The little fake hold up the clerk but I'm not loaded |
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The jerk at his work at my worst |
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By the burst, it's a loaded gun |
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And when the cops come |
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I'll aim it at they face until they lay me to waste |
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People will blame it on race, riot, and ****** up the place |
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Deface all in they path and |
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That's what I call a crime of passion |
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Time, give me some NyQuill and a Tylenol |
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(Time) |
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I wanted you in space |
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But not the ******t that I do to the wall |
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And maybe I should call |
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And maybe I just ****** the ****** off |
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Cuz, it's my fault, and I ****** it all |
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What am I, 10 again? |
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This ******t was messed up from the beginning |
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And I knew I'd fall in love and then I'd lose it |
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And lose a friend |
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Maybe it's her fault |
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She never seemed to try |
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Time, give me a second, I've got something in my eye |
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Love to the next hugs |
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Kisses to the sex sweat |
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Hot with emotion, baby, tell me what you need |
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Sex to the love to the thing |
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Not enough, to the anger |
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How'd you lose your love in leaves? |
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Drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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Time |
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I've tossed and turned and can't sleep |
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I'm sorry to keep you upright |
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Never mind man |
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Hey, what's up |
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Good night, good night, guys |
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My bright eyes ain't shuttin' |
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I'm sick of arguing, so barging in seemed like it |
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would help something |
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My puppy love turned to a leashed dog in a steamer |
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I'm on a plank, she's riding pistol in a Beamer, yo |
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I'm thinkin' my best plan involves a meat cleaver and a steak knife |
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Someone's gonna die tonight, but not her |
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Not my princess, not my baby bird |
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Not my sweet chickadee turned angry vulture, clawing nerves |
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Red, tough, black and white and dead all over |
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Ask the hour, How many licks does it take before it's over? |
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Twice is nice |
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I asked you, Please, toss my taped up clover |
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Neither of us listen |
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(Neither of us listen yo) |
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I asked you, Please, toss my taped up clover |
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But neither of us listen |
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Till we both pay the price |
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Like |
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Why you never listening? |
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Why you never there? |
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Why you gotta be like this? |
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Why don't you care? |
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Please, baby, talk to me |
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Please go away |
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Please, will you look at me? |
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Please, baby, stay |
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Can we stop this ******t? |
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Can we try? |
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Can we make a go of it? |
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Please don't cry |
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Can we stop this ******t? |
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Can we try? |
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Can we make a go of it? |
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Please don't cry |
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I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not waving, I'm drowning |
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I'm not wavin', I'm drownin' |
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I remember |
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Bruised head, and a bruised heart |
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And I remember |
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Tossing with tears, cause the sleep's hard |
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If you remember |
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That faint smell on a pillow cover is not the smell of |
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love anymore |
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That's loss and pain |
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Vain happenings, you're |
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No longer the recipient of casual looks |
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That seem to say you're all I see |
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So much compassion in her stare |
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How can it be in the back of my eyelids, haunting me |
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A picture featuring your fat lower lip, and brown hair |
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Yo, your side of my bed is cold and will be |
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Remember when you fill my side with "so and so" |
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you bought that bed with me |
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You picked the Sheets, and spent the time |
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You broke in the springs with me |
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Your first decision to change up your life and give it a try |
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With all the guys in the world, remember that you chose me |
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My best, you can have it if you want it |
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(I gotta know, I gotta feel like this |
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Cause life goes any day it can |
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and again and again |
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I need a knuckle to absorb |
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It's a different kind of love you're missing - best friends |
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Cause everybody's fine and it's freedom again) |
