| I’m so irritated
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| Being kicked to the curb
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| Every time you open your mouth
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| You try to get in the last word
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| Those who live in glass houses
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| Should not be throwing stones
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| It all comes crashing down
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| You never left well enough alone
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| Seasons come and treasons go
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| The more you hear, the less you know
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| So undeserved, no purpose served
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| All you do is fray my last nerve
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| So many excuses
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| Always laying the blame
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| You’re always pointing the finger
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| Adding fuel to the flame
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| Another slander, another slur
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| Another hollow apology
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| So many verbal abuses
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| Believe your own mythology
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| Seasons come and treasons go
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| The more you hear, the less you know
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| So undeserved, no purpose served
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| All you do is fray my last nerve
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| I’ll never be your scapegoat
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| Quote unquote, your underling
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| Red light, left turn, you never learned
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| A crash fit for a king
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| Seasons come and treasons go
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| The more you hear, the less you know
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| So undeserved, no purpose served
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| All you do is fray my last nerve |