| You just don’t love me and I just don’t care
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| Oh, I never said I would play fair
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| Something so perfect and so rare
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| There is no cure, there’s not a prayer, a prayer
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| Look what I can do
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| I am the only perfect choice
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| You’ve met your match, I’ve lost my voice
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| And when you’re gone it gets so cold
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| I swear I’m too young to be this old, this old
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| Look what I can do
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| Oh, I’ve been cheated
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| Covered in diamonds and covered in filth
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| But I’m still breathing
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| Oh, please stick around and I’ll build
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| Yes, I’ve crawled on glass to grasp at straws
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| Stuttering, staggering through
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| And I’ve pierced the last hole in my arm
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| To gouge out the pieces of you
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| And your staggering, stuttering greed
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| And your never-ending need
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| And your terrible, awful deeds
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| And your lack of truth in these things
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| You know the whole thing is rigged
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| You’ll always quit, you always did
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| To the most delusional stare
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| And all that I have is out and laid bare, and laid bare
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| Look what I can do
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| What I can do
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| Look what I can do
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| Oh, I’ve been bittered
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| You know what’s true and you know what’s right
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| Oh, I’m forever
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| Oh, just do the right thing for once in your life, in your life
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| I know that I’m a hungry lost girl
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| But please stick around and I’ll build you a world
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| I’ll build you a world
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| I’ll build you a world |