| If you hate me, why don’t you go?
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| And if you love me, why don’t you let me know?
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| But you just won’t give me an inch, so
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| You just sulk
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| Why do I want to hide whenever you show up?
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| You know your moods just make me want to throw up
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| Why don’t you just bloody well grow up?
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| You just sulk
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| All of the time
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| Why don’t you pick me up or throw me a line?
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| All over the place
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| Why don’t you tell me what you think?
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| Come on and tell me to my face
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| If you love me, why don’t you show it?
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| If you hate me, why don’t you let me know it?
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| Why don’t you just pick up something and throw it?
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| You just sulk
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| If you want to bend my arm
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| Well you could do it with a little more charm
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| But you just couldn’t bear to do me any harm
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| So you just sulk
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| And you tell me that you want to quit
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| And then you treat me like a piece of shit
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| And when I ask you, what’s that got to do with it?
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| You just sulk
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| All of the time
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| Why don’t you pick me up or throw me a line?
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| All over the place
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| Why don’t you tell me what you think?
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| Come on and tell me to my face
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| If you love me, why don’t you show it?
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| If you hate me, why don’t you let me know it?
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| Why don’t you just pick up something and throw it?
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| You just sulk
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| Sulk, sulk |