| I've been away too long from you and I'm sorry
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| But I can't control just what you do
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| And I hope to God that you leave me soon, that you walk away
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| From this burnin' bridge that you crossed too late
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| And you just forget that we ever met
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| But before you forget, there's just something I have to say
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| I'm sick of your voice, sick of your face
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| Sick of your choices, sick of you name
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| Sick of your pleasure, sick of your pain
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| Sick of your pressure, sick of your game
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| (I wish I never ever met you
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| Five years of mistakes I'll never undo
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| I'm not your medicine or your tool
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| Don't expect me to ever fix you...)
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| Every little thing always seems to be about you
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| Exercise your criticism then get mad when I'm through
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| You think your traumas don't affect a single person around you
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| I'm not your therapist or boyfriend, try and get the two confused
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| I'm best friends with your new boyfriend and I'll tell him every truth
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| I don't care if he don't like it, I don't care if he tells you
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| Text me that you fuckin' hate me, well it's 'bout time that you do
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| Get the fuck up out my life because I'm still in love with
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| I'm sick of your voice, sick of your face
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| Sick of your choices, sick of you name
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| Sick of your pleasure, sick of your pain
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| Sick of your pressure, sick of your
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| Sick of your sight, sick of your shape
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| Sick of your spite, sick of you shade
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| Sick of your lies, sick of your lazy
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| Sick of your cries, I'm sick of your crazy
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| (I wish I never ever met you
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| Five years of mistakes I'll never undo
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| I'm not your medicine or your tool
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| Don't expect me to ever fix you) |