| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| All you used to do was put me down
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| But I found a way to pick myself up off the ground
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| And all you used to do was criticize me
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| But now I found the good and I emphasize, ya see
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| You would always get so sensitive
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| And try to turn your transgressions into my guiltiness
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| But now, I’m certain of the way I live
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| And what I’m responsible for in this twisted game
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| And it’s such a shame that you try to make pain
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| Another word for my name, whether giving or receiving
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| It’s one and the same, just one more link
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| In your long-ass chain
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| But it’s time to break this frame and my strengthful will
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| Time to jump off this negative cycle we’ve built
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| Gave my heart but my self-respect, you won’t steal
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| Now, it’s time to let ya know if you can hear or feel me
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| So, I asked my momma for her two cents
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| And then I asked my little my sister and I asked my friend
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| Then I asked my poppa once and I asked him again
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| Came two little consensus from all them opinions
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| That life is too short to be unhappy
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| And since I know what I’m worth, there’ll be no settling for dirt
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| Knowing what I deserve is gold
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| If I want diamonds then I can’t settle for coal and
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| Maybe I was just too strong to let go
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| Maybe I was just too weak to let it show
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| Maybe I was just too stubborn to say, «No»
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| But whatever the case, I can’t take it no more
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Sometimes, I think maybe we’ll patch it all up
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| Like a favorite pair of jeans that you won’t give up on and
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| Or maybe one of these arguments we’ll make up
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| And start again like when we started this up
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| Back when everything was fresh and every moment, a blessing
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| I’d laugh at all of your jokes, you’d listen to my suggestions
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| One mind, one soul, one common destination
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| Now, we can’t help but fight over the direction, so |