| You call me up to tell me that you’re sorry
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| But sorry is as sorry does
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| You can call it what you want to
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| But dammit, don’t you dare call it love
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| You’ve got the nerve to ask me if I’m OK
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| Boy give it a rest
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| 'Cause I’m good, and getting' better at being my best
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| They say time can heal all wounds
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| Well the sooner the better for me
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| 'Cause a heart at war
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| Dang sure will make you be all that you can be
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| You tore me down piece by piece
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| But believe me there’s plenty of me left
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| Boy I’m good, gettin' better at being my best
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| I’ve been thrown a lot of curves in this ol' world
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| But it’s only made me strong
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| I suggest you do what I’ve done
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| And make this call your last one, and move on
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| No’s my final answer, rest assured
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| That I’m not after anything less
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| Boy I’m good, gettin' better at being my best
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| Oh I’ve cried a river, but you don’t remember
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| Let me refresh your memory one last time
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| Boy I’m good, gettin' better at being my best
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| Boy I’m good, gettin' better at being my best
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| Boy I’m good
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| Oh I’m getting' better
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| I’m good, gettin' better at being my best |