| No I’m sick of being the bitch that you think I am
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| Oh, I never understood, understood that man
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| Well, it’s funny how these kinds of things happen to them
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| When you never even think they would happen again
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| No I’m sick of being the bitch that you think I am
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| Oh, I never understood, understood that man
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| Well, it’s funny how these kinds of things happen to them
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| When you never even think they would happen again
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| I gave you everything
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| You did not let me in
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| I was caught in between knowing what was good for me and
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| What’s the difference between living free and hurting me
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| This has been quite challenging but now I’m thinking differently
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| Too proud to ask for help
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| That makes things difficult
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| Should I just follow suit? |
| Try and feel how you felt?
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| Or should I concentrate, concentrate on myself?
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| Or will that leave me here in some kind of self-obsessed hell?
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| Lines in line, I’m sick of standing in lines
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| I’m just about ready to get mine
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| And yeah you like me you kinda like me
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| But if I was a guy then I think you’d love me
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| Well, I’m just a girl and that’s good enough for me
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| I’m sick of being the bitch that you think I am
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| Oh, I never understood, understood that man
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| Well, it’s funny how these kinds of things happen to them
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| When you never even think they would happen again
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| I’m sick of being the bitch that you think I am
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| Oh, I never understood, understood that man
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| Well, it’s funny how these kinds of things happen to them
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| When you never even think they would happen again |