| Don’t give it to me, don’t give it to me
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| I can’t help but make it break
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| Grinding my teeth, grinding my teeth
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| A feeling I cannot shake
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| You’re the glass in my hands
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| You’re the pain in advance
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| I don’t know how to keep, my heart on my sleeve
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| You’re the car crash and burn
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| You’re the scars, never learn
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| I guess that I can’t keep nice things around me
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I can’t have nice things
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I can’t have nice things
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| Say what you need, say what you need
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| I know that it’s getting old
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| But I can’t breathe, but I can’t breathe, yeah
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| Knowing I let you go
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| You’re the glass in my hands
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| You’re the pain in advance
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| I don’t know how to keep, my heart on my sleeve
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| You’re the car crash and burn
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| You’re the scars, never learn
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| I guess that I can’t keep nice things around me
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I, I, can’t
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| I can’t have nice things
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| I warned you not to give me things I can easily break
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| I heard it smash when I looked deep into your pretty face
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| Wish I could stay with you and love you in so many ways
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| I can’t have nice things
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| I warned you not to give me things I can easily break
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| I heard it smash when I looked deep into your pretty face
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| Wish I could stay with you and love you in so many ways (Love you, love you)
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| I, I can’t—
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| I can’t have nice things
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| I warned you not to give me things I can easily break
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| I heard it smash when I looked deep into your pretty face
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| Wish I could stay with you and love you in so many ways (Love you, love you)
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| I, I can’t—
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| 'Cause I break all my things |