| I tried to write a song about you, to take you down
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| But you know where I am is what you hate about me now
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| I’ve heard the things you’ve said, calling yourself my ex-boyfriend
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| To anyone who would listen, so what’s this about?
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| 'Cause you used to call me pretty 'til you took out the 'R'
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| Said «girl, you couldn’t be more petty than you already are»
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| Are you mad 'cause I wrote songs about you breakin' my heart?
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| 'Cause boy you used to call me pretty 'til you took out the 'R'
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| I’m singin' like
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| I’m singin' like
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| Thought we were cool until I saw you take me off your phone
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| It’s been so long, you’ve still not moved out of your parents' home
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| Don’t wanna see me now, but you’re so happy goin' 'round
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| Recallin' how we screwed around, now you’re all on your own
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| 'Cause you used to call me pretty 'til you took out the 'R'
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| (You used to call me pretty 'til you)
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| Said «girl you couldn’t be more petty than you already are»
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| (Couldn't be more petty)
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| Are you mad 'cause I wrote songs about you breakin' my heart?
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| (Mad 'cause I wrote songs about you?)
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| 'Cause boy you used to call me pretty 'til you took out the 'R'
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| (Used to call me pretty)
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| I’m singin' like
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| I’m singin' like
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| I said, baby, you’re welcome, for the press shots and the parties
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| That my name will get you into when I play this song about you
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| And you know that I don’t hate you, though I’ve got reason to
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| 'Cause boy I miss your mother’s dinners more than I miss you!
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| I’m singin' like
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| I’m singin' like |