| You just don’t get it, get it
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| This just my edit, edit
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| Your name’s not in the credits, credits
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| You make your living tricking Gavin into killing
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| I’m bad for your love, for your love
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| Bad for your love, for your love
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| Baby, as the villain, true pallet spinning
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| I’m bad for your love, for your love
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| Bad for your love, for your love
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| This just my edit, edit
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| Your name’s not in the credits, credits
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| Wanna be a good boy but you treat me like a chew toy
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| I’m bad for your love, for your love
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| Bad for your love, for your love
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| You fuck me over but you underestimate me
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| Watch the scene, they go green
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| Tryna get at my limelight
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| Their acidity came for me
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| Came of run in my light
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| When there’s a gun in the first
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| The ting goes off in the third
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| You’ve been pulling pulling triggers from the rumours, I heard
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| And you keep on coming back but the credits are rolling
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| And I don’t see your name and the curtains are closing
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| You just don’t get it, you’ve blown it |
| You just don’t get it, get it
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| This just my edit, edit
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| Your name’s not in the credits, credits
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| This just my edit, edit
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| You just don’t get it, get it
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| Your name’s not in the credits, credits |