| I know you can take care of yourself
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| He said as he slugged her on the chin
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| No I can’t, she screamed at him
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| As she kicked him in the shin
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| Plates were flying everywhere
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| Cruel words fouled the air
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| The neighbours heard every word
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| But they were too far gone to care
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Starting a relationship at the end of an affair
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Ruthless when you should be taking care
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| After hours of loving togtherness
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| The strain was finally flt
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| The teapot hit his forehead
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| But the insults went below the belt
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| Not the crystal she pleaded
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| Anything but the cut glass
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| But it only proved incentive
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| And it hit the wall an impressive crash
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Starting a relationship at the end of an affair
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Ruthless when you should be taking care
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| He tore her best friends apart
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| She tore his best clothes
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| He bruised her delicate ego
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| And she bruised his elegant nose
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Starting a relationship at the end of an affair
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Ruthless when you should be taking care
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| But as the day was dawning
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| And all the words were finally said
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| They shrugged in confusion
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| And fell exhausted back on the bed
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Starting a relationship at the end of an affair
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| In fighting, in fighting
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| Ruthless when you should be taking care |