| Okay, you work a God damn lousy job, you know
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| You come home at night, you’re tired
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| What are you going to do? |
| Go to a movie? |
| Turn on your radio?
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| Hell no you’re going to get a bottle of whiskey and drink it
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| And go down to a bar and maybe get in a fist fight
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| And meet some bitch, something’s going on
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| Then you’ll go to work the next day, and do your simple little things, right?
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| Yeah, Yeah, yeah
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| My bitch can tell that I’m addicted to pussy, she looking past it
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| The smile that she faking is tragic, hate looking at it
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| That magic I tried to grasp it, she’s had it with the dramatics
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| Fantasizing love so classic, tragic to what she got up in her attic
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| Can we mind fuck?
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| Do I lie when I look inside her eyes? |
| Hush don’t say a word
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| I know I make you hurt, sorry is my favorite word
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| I don’t deserve your trust, but can we make it work?
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| I hate to end the story, can we wait until the morning to decide on it?
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| Spend this time pretending it was that first summer
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| It was pure lovers
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| She was used to being hurt, I took that curse from her
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| Sometimes I wonder what it’s all for
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| You wish that I would call more
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| You’re sick of seeing condoms in my sock drawer
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| Loves turns to war so quickly
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| I envisioned us — married and 50
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| Couple of kids that we drop off at little league
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| I’m addicted to you
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| You only want the best, I need to listen to you
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| I’m fucking other girls wishing it’s you
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| Fuck the bullshit, we in love
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| I’m a mess but can you clean me up?
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| Girl I’m the worst
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| Yea, I know that I’m the worst
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| Yea, but you’re something I can’t lose
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| Just let me tell you the truth, that’ll be the first
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| Girl I’m the worst
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| Yea, I know that I’m the worst
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| Don’t know what I gotta do, just love you so much that it hurts
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| And I see you falling victim to the thirst
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| All the sins you committed you could probably use a couple minutes in church
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| But, for what it’s worth, I think you’re perfect
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| There’s an angel hiding underneath your surface
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| You’re the woman of my dreams, I’m looking at her sleep
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| The pussy right in-front of me, I shouldn’t be so weak
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| What did I do to deserve a love like this?
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| You see her shining? |
| That’s my sunlight bitch
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| I’m sick of fighting, that smile is so inviting
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| I see you every time I’m writing
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| I’m losing to all my vices, they kicking my ass
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| I hold on to this feeling, I wish it would last
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| Don’t wanna lose you for some evil I did in the past
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| You knew I fucked that bitch and you didn’t react?
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| Girl, it’s me and you, how simple is that?
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| Gave me all your love and now I’m giving it back
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| But I know, that
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| Girl you the worst
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| Yea, you know that you the worst
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| But I’m something you can’t lose
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| If you just told me the truth, that’d be a first, but
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| Girl you the worst
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| Yea, you know that you the worst
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| Every time you say you sorry, everything you do just feel like it’s rehearsed |