| I can be a mess, I can go to my best friend’s house
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| We can eat ice cream on the couch
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| I can cry all night, lose sleep, feeling sorry for myself
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| I can carve my name in the side of your brand new truck
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| I can call your new girl, I can tell her what’s up
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| Set your house on fire, call your mama
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| Say I’m sorry that her son’s a liar
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| But I won’t, 'cause I ain’t crazy
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| I’m a classy lady and I ain’t wasting
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| No more time on you
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| I bet you’re expecting some psycho ex-girlfriend
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| But I don’t need words when silence speaks louder than
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| I hate you, I never wanna see you again
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| And hell no sugar we ain’t never gonna be friends, no
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| I know you’re waiting for my drunk dial
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| Saying come and pick me up from the bar
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| 'Cause I’m lonely and I need your love
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| I want you back, you’re the best I’ve ever had and all that
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| But no-oh-oh-oh
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| But I won’t, 'cause I ain’t crazy
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| I’m a classy lady and I ain’t wasting
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| No more time on you
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| I bet you’re expecting some psycho ex-girlfriend
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| But I don’t need words when silence speaks louder than |
| I hate you, I never wanna see you again
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| And hell no sugar we ain’t never gonna be friends, no
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| I said I hate you, I never wanna see you again
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| And hell no sugar we ain’t never gonna be friends
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| I could forgive and forget and take you back
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| And act like this ain’t never happened
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| But I ain’t crazy
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| I’m a classy lady and I ain’t wasting
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| No more time on you
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| I bet you’re expecting some psycho ex-girlfriend
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| But I don’t need words when silence speaks louder than
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| 'Cause silence speaks louder than shh |