| I’m going to love you
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| The worst I can love you
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| The worst I can love you
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| For good
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| You treated me bad
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| And you made my libido sad
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| I can’t figure out what planet you’re from
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| Like when you
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| Stole all my coffee beans
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| And put them straight into the washing machine
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| All my clothes they came out brown
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| With all the stress you make
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| The shit I take
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| (You bring me down)
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| And stuff you break and more
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| I know I think it’s bringing me down
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| Why’d you have to give it a name?
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| Every night it’s the same old story
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| So all the times from now
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| I’ll tear your heartstrings out
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| And put them on my guitar
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| I’m going to love
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| The worst I can love you
|
| The worst I can love you
|
| For good
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| You treated me bad
|
| And you made my libido sad
|
| I can’t figure out what planet you’re from
|
| Like when you
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| Stole all my coffee beans
|
| And put them straight into the washing machine
|
| All my clothes they came out brown
|
| With all the stress you make
|
| The shit I take
|
| (You bring me down)
|
| And stuff you break and more
|
| I know I think it’s bringing me down
|
| Why’d you have to give it a name?
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| Every night it’s the same old story
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| So all the times from now
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| I’ll tear your heartstrings out
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| And put them on my guitar
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| Hup, hup
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| Why’d you have to give it a name?
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| Every night it’s the same old story
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| So all the times from now
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| I’ll tear your heartstrings out
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| And put them on my guitar
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| And put them on my guitar
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| And put them on my guitar yeah yeah yeah
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| And put them on my guitar |