| I’m upset as fuck, cause she left with him
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| She’s the one, the one I’m always mentioning
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| So let me know, if I’m free can I go
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| Even though I try to change my usual expression
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| And your working business wouldn’t hire me as your temp my dear
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| And I was violently mistreading, hiding my mistakes quite well
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| So why, can’t we celebrate?
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| Oh why, can’t you face my face?
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| Oh why, can’t we settle pace?
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| Cause I really despise, this petty game
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| Well, I’m upset as fuck, 'cause she told the truth
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| I’m the one that’s young, and she’s older too
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| She gets all my calls, she don’t seem to recall
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| The act of purposefully missing them all
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| Tie me to the garden chair
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| Tie forget-me-nots, and knot them in my hair
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| Hold your horse, and lock me out
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| As we’ll go anywhere as long as it’s in south
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| And you and all your little friends are hanging out in New Cross Gate
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| See I’m just out here at home crying, minding my business until it’s half past
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| late
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| So why, can’t you celebrate?
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| Oh why, can’t you hold my hand?
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| Oh why, can’t you understand?
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| Cause I really despise, your petty man
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| I’m fine, with taking you back
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| But I’m, I’m on the wrong track
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| I’m high, slowly getting back
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| On this bloody descent
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| On this railroad track
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| On this bloody descent
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| On this railroad track
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| On this…
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| Oh take my hand
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| Listen baby, just understand
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| You’re amazing but beneath this man
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| Lies a feeling 'bout you
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| Oh so in love
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| So in love, it fucking sucks
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| Please don’t go
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| But beneath this dust, lies a tear drop for you
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| So why, can’t we celebrate?
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| Oh why, can’t you face my face?
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| Oh why, can’t we settle pace?
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| Cause I really despise, this petty game |