| And i’m guessing you still think i still got that
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| And i’m guessing you still think you got it like that
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| All the pictures, all the letters, all the memories of you
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| Sitting at the fireplace
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| Forgetting everything i did in them old days
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| Like a coin to a packer with a hole
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| We were like them, nothing less, nothing more
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| Here’s your 50 cent, fine! |
| you can keep it
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| Cause you are a little late and your pockets is empty
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| You used to be my wind and i was your dust
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| I’ll follow you everywhere you could thrust
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| The end of the day comes nigh
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| Now i know wrong from right
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| I remember the night you was walking
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| Hand in hand with that flimsy girl
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| And you made sure i’d end up feeling like it hits my bones
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| It took some time to open up my eyes
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| Now the grass is surely greener on the other side
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| I’m glad that i can say, i got this fool out my mind
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| And i’m guessing you still think i still got that
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| And i’m guessing you still think you got it like that
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| All the pictures, all the letters, all the memories of you
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| Sitting at the fireplace
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| Forgetting everything i did in them old days
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| I need a boy, lookin lookin at my phone
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| Hopping, praying you could call it
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| It got too quiet so ended up falling falling falling
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| Sunken down, sunken down
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| An di was here to 11, and now you’re expecting
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| For me to come around cause what we had was profound
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| You don’t miss your water until it runs dry
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| Never like before, you had me wrong with your lies
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| And i’m guessing you still think i still got that
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| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| And i’m guessing you still think you got it like that
|
| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
|
| All the pictures, all the letters, all the memories of you
|
| I burned it up, i burned it up, i burned it
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| Sitting at the fireplace
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| Forgetting everything i did in them old days
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| To be honest i was a little clueless
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| Didn’t know that you’d end up being so heartless
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| I was mess when you left
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| After all the stress babe, they should put you under arrest
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| Now you’re over here thinking you could get it back
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| Look at you, still thinking you want that
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| I tell you what. |
| you can kiss my ass |