| I’m not gonna hurt you
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| I ain’t got no virtue
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| I’m a bad, bad, real bad man
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| And I carry heavy hands
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| You’re a good, good, too good girl
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| And I’m gonna bruise you
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| Yeah you might lose it in this world
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| They really ought to put me away
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| A cigarette burn, it doesn’t concern my breathing
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| I sacrifice sheep, it gets me to sleep while grieving
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| I’m a little insane, but I can’t complain this evening
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| All I’ve got to say is you’ve got a way with leaving
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| I’m not gonna hurt you
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| I ain’t got no virtue
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| I’m a sad, sad, real sad man
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| I’m out here living off the land
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| And it turns out you ain’t so good girl
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| You’ve been abusive
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| And now I’m elusive in this world
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| They really ought to put me away
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| A cigarette burn, it doesn’t concern my breathing
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| I sacrifice sheep, it gets me to sleep while grieving
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| I’m a little insane, but I can’t complain this evening
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| All I’ve got to say is you’ve got a way with leaving
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| You know as well as I know that this will never work
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| But we keep coming back
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| You know as well as I know that this will never work
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| But we keep coming back for torture
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| A cigarette burn, it doesn’t concern my breathing
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| I sacrifice sheep, it gets me to sleep while grieving
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| I’m a little insane, but I can’t complain this evening
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| All I’ve got to say is you’ve got a way with leaving |