| You started off, break out the ammunition
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| If not enough, you point at my friends
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| Grabs the keys and
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| Tells me that she’s out of patience
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| And tells her friends what a loser I’ve been
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| The walls go up, the telephone is waiting
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| To be shut off, it if happens again
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| I’ve been building up or just been overrating
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| Time and my sanity spent
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| I don’t want to stand here and say I’m sorry
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| I just want to drink beer and play atari
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| You can tell your mom how I make my money
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| I don’t care
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| Well, later on my clothes are in the front yard
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| It takes a man to honor the mess
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| I gotta laugh thanks for the new selection
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| I got your dad’s John Tesh
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| I don’t want to stand here and say I’m sorry
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| I just want to drink beer and play atari
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| You can tell your mom how I make my money
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| I don’t care
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| The world outside is cold, man
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| It’s gone forever
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| I get high in hindsight it’s getting better
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| Save your breath, your threats won’t hurt
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| And I don’t care
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| Beautiful
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| Twisted
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| And beautiful
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| I’m wasted and miserable
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| Take it away
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| I don’t want to stand here and say I’m sorry
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| I just want to drink beer and play atari
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| You can tell your mom how I make my money
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| I don’t care
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| The world outside is cold, man
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| It’s gone forever
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| I get high in hindsight it’s getting better
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| Save your breath, your threats won’t hurt
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| And I don’t care
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| I don’t want to stand here and say I’m sorry
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| I just want to drink beer and play atari
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| You can tell your mom how I make my money
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| I don’t care
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| The world outside is cold, man
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| It’s gone forever
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| I get high in hindsight it’s getting better
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| Save your breath, your threats won’t hurt
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| And I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care
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| I don’t care |