| Acquainted?
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| You’d be amusing
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| If you weren’t so pathetic!
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| Just a minute
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| I’m not finished with you yet
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| At a distance
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| You’d almost pass for a man
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| But you’re certainly
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| A disappointment up close, aren’t you?
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| My face hits the ground
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| And that’s just how it is
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| Got rain checked on relationships
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| Cried like a bitch
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| Rode my bike home
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| In the 7th grade
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| Felt like a Monday
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| 'Cause when I got home
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| Cried for 7 days
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| So don’t cry name
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| If I ever slip lips again
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| I’ll just stay the same
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| We made love in my car
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| And wanna crash but I can’t
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| 'Cause someone else is calling me
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| So tell me what the fucking you thinking
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| When my eyes blink
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| Does your heart sink
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| When you see my tears fall?
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| I’m drowning in a pool of fucking broken hearts
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| And I know what the fuck you thinkin'
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| Don’t let your blood hit the sink
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| Toss that metal blade on the ground
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| Don’t wanna see your smile turn into a frown
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| Tired of sleeping in till 5 pm
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| Waking up I brush my teeth
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| I’m breakin' down again
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| I can’t fuckin' eat
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| I can’t fuckin' sleep
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| Thinking bout your face |
| Just wanna leave this place
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| When I think of you I think of sorrow
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| 'Cause all you fuckin' want is my to heart borrow
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| Pullin' out the choppa hope I see you tomorrow
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| You know what you are?
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| Just trash
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| A bottle of whiskey for courage
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| And the manners of a goat |