| Well I lie I cheat and I steal
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| And I don’t give two shits about the way that you feel
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| I barely know who you are
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| But I’ll break your heart and then I’ll sleep in your car
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| I’m not dying inside, I’m dead
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| Too many people have fucked with my head
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| And now I’m out for revenge
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| I’m not the only one who regrets the way they act
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| But I seem to be the only one who’s honest with the facts
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| And I’m sick to death of always being the sucker
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| I’m a heartless bastard motherfucker
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| Well you’re a prize specimen
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| You look pretty fine, but I don’t know where you’ve been
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| You invite me back to your place
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| And you feed me drinks to get me out of my face
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| You never own up to what you did
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| You fuck like an adult and you cry like a kid
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| And then you tell your friends I took the piss
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| Just for a second here with a straight face I am sick of the sinners
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| Always making out they’re saints
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| You know it seems to me that the ones to watch
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| Are the ones with their hearts on their sleeves
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| The make-up doth protest too much
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| So come on everybody, come on
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| Don’t make me regret ever writing this song
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| I need every motherfucker to sing along |