| Four o’clock, she’s just gone to sleep
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| She’s a girl, no one ever keeps
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| Playing false is her only joy
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| Fooling 'round, men become her toys
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| Bad girl, I won’t see her anymore
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| Five o’clock, I lay on my bed
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| Thoughts of her going through my head
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| Makes me cry, tears are in my eyes
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| What she does keeps me wondering why
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| Bad girl, I don’t want her anymore
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| Six o’clock, I can get no rest
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| Now she’s gone, maybe for the best
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| No more tries 'cause I know for sure
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| I won’t fight for that girl no more
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| Tears of blood
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| Cold as ice
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| Tears of blood
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| Falling down tonight |