| You and your misfit friends leaving dirty fucking messages
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| You’re always right (x4)
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| Fuck
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| You say you love me
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| That’s what you’re saying
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| I think you’re crazy
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| And the nuts are far behind you
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| I try to tell myself everything will be alright
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| I try to wake you up from acting out your stupid dreams
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| But don’t look devastated now
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| There’s more to come from this
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| Can you hear me?
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| Am I cutting out?
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| Now it’s time to say goodbye
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| One of us needs to leave this place
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| Again you’re falling right back down, right back down
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| So many reasons why one of us needs to leave this place
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| Again you’re falling right back down
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| Right back down
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| No I can’t change what you say
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| Tired of the games you play
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| You’re dirty words play tricks on me
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| And you should feel so ashamed of the way
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| Feel so ashamed of decisions that you made
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| There’s no control over this
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| So why do you try
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| Still find my self-esteem in all your dreams
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| To get yourself attention
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| There’s got to be a better way to relay your twisted messages
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| Hate to be the dick to let you know
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| This is how we let things go
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| No one needs this shit
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| Never should have stayed around this long
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| But I love the pain I feel, like you do
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| All day long, I want to know why
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| 'Cause it makes no sense to me
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| No I can’t change what you say
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| Tired of the games you play
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| You’re dirty words play tricks on me
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| And you should feel so ashamed of the way
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| Feel so ashamed of decisions that you made
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| Right
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| You ask me what is wrong
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| And I’ll tell you why
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| 'Cause I never like the way you treated anyone
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| Especially your own kind
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| It’s so strange sometimes
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| I wanna, I wanna know why
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| Why, why, why
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| I think there’s something that I know
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| No I can’t change what you say
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| Tired of the games you play
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| You’re dirty words play tricks on me
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| And you should feel so ashamed of the way
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| Feel so ashamed of decisions that you made
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| The stupid things you say
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| And the fucked up games we play
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| And you should feel so ashamed of the way
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| The way, the way
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| Right
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| Right
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| Right
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| Right |