| I’ve learned to let go
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| Come on
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| Here’s a middle finger
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| Coming straight from OCA-L-A
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| I appreciate your judgement
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| It’s proved that I can’t trust a word you say
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| Those must be some pair of binoculars
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| That you see every move I make
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| So I’ll never be a liar
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| But you’ll always be two-faced
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| You’ll get what’s coming to you
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| You’re blinded by your instincts
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| I’m not your fucking game
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| I’m not so easily beat
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| I’m looking down at this mess that you’ve made
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| And I can’t believe that I stayed
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| So unhappy for so long
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I’ve got to get out of this
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| My hand is on the handle
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| We’re leaving everything behind
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| Goodbye for a lifetime
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| I’ll rip that scandalous bitch in two
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| We’ll bring the noise
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| Try to pretend that I never even knew your name
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| Cause everything you are disgusts me
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| (Too bad I can’t turn back time)
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| So I wouldn’t be here
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| What I’d give for you to disappear
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| So tell me girly how’s your edge?
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| You’ve got nothing better to do
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| I know why you can’t see straight
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| I thought you were better than this
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| But you’re just like everyone else
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| I’m looking down at this mess that you’ve made
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| And I can’t believe that I stayed
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| So unhappy for so long
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I’ve got to get out of this
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| My hand is on the handle
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| We’re leaving everything behind
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| Goodbye for a lifetime
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| I’ll make my stand
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| Right here with my friends
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| I’ll make my stand
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| Right here with my friends
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| I’ll make my stand
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| Right here with my friends
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| I’ll make my stand
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| Right here with my friends
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| I’ll make my stand
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| Right here with my friends
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| Get low
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| Now I know who my friends are
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| I’m never coming home |