| You’re killing people
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| No, I’m killing boys
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| Boys are just placeholders, they come and they go
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| You’re my best friend, and I wanna help you, but I won’t let you kill again,
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| that’s a lose-lose
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| Told me pick my battles and be picking 'em wise
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| But I wanna pick 'em all and I don’t want to decide
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| No more, no more, anymore
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| So we’ll sneak in the back
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| And then we’ll kick in the door
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| Tell me have you ever keyed a Ferrari before?
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| Oh no, oh I don’t anymore
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| And I’m not breaking, I won’t take it
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| And I won’t ever feel this way again
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| 'Cause you don’t need me anymore, ooh whoa
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| And I won’t ever try again
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| And all I want in return is revenge
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| Cause I don’t need you anymore, ooh whoa
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| So where do you go?
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| Pull up to the drive and I remember the codes
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| Yeah, the only fucking numbers you don’t hide in your phone
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| No more, no more, anymore
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| Climb up to the window and I’m breaking the glass
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| Then I stop 'cause I don’t wanna Uma Thurman your ass
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| No more, no more, anymore
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| And I’m not breaking, I won’t take it
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| And I won’t ever feel this way again
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| 'Cause you don’t need me anymore, ooh whoa
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| And I won’t ever try again
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| And all I want in return is revenge
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| 'Cause I don’t need you anymore, ooh whoa
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| So where do you go?
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| When I don’t need you anymore
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| And I don’t need you |