| You’re drunk again, your blood is just as thick as what you’re drinking
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| Your clarity of reality it comes from television
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| A pedestool exists in your mind because you’ve traveled miles
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| Now I’m on trial screaming why why let me tell you
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| You wanna send me to hell well honey be my guest
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| So that when your time has come I’ll leave ajar the gates
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that this ain’t a love song
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| The blame is such an irony because you used to tell me
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| Respect yourself, defend your right to life avoid a tragedy
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| You paint a scene with shades of black regret and disappointment
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| I try to forget but lament, then try to damn well hide it
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| You wanna send me to hell well honey be my guest
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| So that when your time has come I’ll leave ajar the gates
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that this ain’t no love song
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song
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| Over and over, I try to hide again
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| You try to be sober, it happens now and then
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| Over and over, tell me why don’t it end
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| To be my lover first you must be my friend
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that this ain’t no love song
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song
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| The minute I’m gone, I knew that I was wrong
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| I’m telling you baby that you ain’t no love song |