| I found you naked on the floor, hungover
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| Got some number written sloppy on your palm, it’s over
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| Yeah, I recognize just who you truly are, a liar
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| So I set all of your records and your clothes on fire
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| Like what’s up? |
| I’m gone now
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| Feeling good, feeling great, I’m a don now
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| Like bye-bye, I’m set free
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| Not on my mind, no lie, you’re just a bad
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| You’re just a bad memory
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| You’re just a bad memory
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| (Just a bad memory)
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| I counted every time it hurt, one thousand
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| Swear to God, I smell someone else on your shirt, no doubt
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| You made me question everything I thought I knew, a lesson
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| So I learned how to manipulate the world, a blessing
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| Like what’s up? |
| I’m gone now
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| Feeling good, feeling great, I’m a don now
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| Like bye-bye, I’m set free
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| Not on my mind, no lie, you’re just a bad
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| You’re just a bad memory
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| You’re just a bad memory
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| Evil boy, what a shame
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| You tattooed my name
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| On your neck like a chain
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| Time, it heals the pain
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| Time, it heals the pain
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| Evil boy, what a shame
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| You tattooed my name
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| On your neck like a chain
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| (Just a bad memory)
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory
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| Bad, bad, bad memory |