| The way in which I fear is only a reflection of you,
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| The devastating child of the power trip you forced me through.
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| But how could he leave you,
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| Could he fuck that hard?
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| He left you,
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| Forget revenge;
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| And by all means ask your nine year old daughter to choose between you,
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| Don’t stay friends.
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| Now littering on how he’s the devil,
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| He’s just been falsely portrayed.
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| But force her to go stay at his house once a week
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| 'Cause you wanna get laid,
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| Ha-ha-ha-ha
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| Ask me why he scares me,
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| Do you wanna know why I’m angry?
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| Can’t you tell I’m crying?
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| Mother, I don’t feel good.
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| You will always be the bitter saddest part of me Your girl’s in the bathroom washing her hands again,
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| Why doesn’t she eat?
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| Her father left us What about me?
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| I can’t rest,
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| I can’t sleep.
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| Mommy loves you
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| I’m just tired of you and your other shit.
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| And you know I didn’t mean to hit you,
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| But you were asking for it.
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| Ha-ha-ha-ha
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| Ask me why she scares me.
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| Do you wanna know why I’m angry?
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| Can’t you tell I’m crying?
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| Mother, I don’t feel good.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me.
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| You will always be the bitter, saddest part of me. |