| Well she said «call me», I said «why?»
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| She replied in the morning, «never mind»
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| And usually I’d leave it there
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| But I’ve been tryna grow up
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| So I dialled half hoping she wouldn’t pick the phone up
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| She said «thanks for calling and the reason is
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| I just wanted you to know that you’re a real piece of shit»
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| «All I can say is sorry, I never used to be this way
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| But if it makes you feel better
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| You’re not the first to file a complaint»
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| So don’t worry, worry no
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| I’ll get out your zone
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| You’ll get all your dreams
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| Married, house & home
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| Worry, worry no
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| Meanwhile I’ll be broke
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| Still here all alone…
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| But that’s the way I like it though
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| (That's the way I like it)
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| But it wasn’t on purpose, I really liked you at the start
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| I was hooked on every page of your super cool
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| Rupi Kaur reading heart
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| Can’t you understand love, I mean we’re both sinners
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| I was on the fence until you got tattoos on your fingers…
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| But you weren’t perfect either but I still felt bad
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| I just hope you find someone who gives two hoots about all your self help crap
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| But you’ll have the last laugh, calling shots from your office phone
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| And I’ll be a distant memory sat here writing sad songs on my own
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| So don’t worry, worry no
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| I’ll get out your zone
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| You’ll get all your dreams
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| Married, house & home
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| Worry, worry no
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| Meanwhile I’ll be broke
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| Still here all alone…
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| But that’s the way I like it though
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| (That's the way I like it)
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| (That's the way I like it)
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| I guess that’s the way I like it
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| Talk to you soon, sweet dreams |