| Hey
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| You don’t love me, you just want me
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| So let’s make it baby, so I can leave
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| You don’t need me, you just want to bleed me
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| So take out your dagger, and cut me free, cut me free
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| Cut me free
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| You don’t love me, you just want to suffocate me
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| So hand me your blankets and take your dirty sheets
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| Dirty sheets, yeah
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| Take your dirty sheets
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| Well, I must admit that you can be a pretty good artist
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| But I’ve never seen that smile painted all across your face
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| Baby, baby on your
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| Baby, on your face
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| Baby, on your face
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| Oh, I do declare you should be a rocket
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| You get me spaced out, laid out, look at the sun fade out
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| And you almost made me leave my faith outside
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| Hey
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| Look at you, all lovey-dovey when you mess around with that needle
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| Well I
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| I wonder how would your loving be otherwise
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| I wonder just how would your loving be, otherwise
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| Well dig this brother
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| I’m going to spank your hands and I’m going to throw away your stupid needle
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| I’m going to try to make love straight, for the very first and last time
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| Slow it down sugar, unless you in a hurry to die
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| You don’t love me girl, you just want to hurt me
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| So let’s hurry and get this scene over so can marry up with that old sweet
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| You don’t need me, you just want to see me watch you, run after that suicide
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| ball
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| Bouncing across the freeway
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| Bang, bang! |
| Shoot, shoot
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| As long as you’re yourself girl, I’ll try not to give a hoot
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| Oh, yeah, yes, slow down
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| Bang, bang! |
| Shoot, shoot
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| Slow down, slow down, slow down |