| You call it half empty
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| It’s better half full
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| I have no desire to fuel your fire
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| But damn it’s getting old
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| And you, make sure
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| That my day is worse than yours
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| If you think this is bad
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| Wait until the second verse
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| You could have been happy
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| Instead of so dull
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| You wished you could go back
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| But you dug yourself a hole
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| And you, always get up when I get down
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| Don’t you know, that what goes around comes around
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| Yeah you’re having fun now
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| But in two years
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| I’ll have the world in my hands
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| You’ll have the whole world to fear
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| So if you wanna talk shit, I’d love to hear
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| I’ll use your words as fuel to get me outta here
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| You could use what I’m saying
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| And maybe try to change
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| But you’ll use this for attention
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| And you’ll soak up all the fame
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| So I, hope you like it
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| Have fun while it lasts
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| When these fifteen minutes are up
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| I swear I’ll have the last laugh
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| Now you have nothing
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| You coulda had a lot
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| Your money don’t mean a thing
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| Cause' happy can’t be bought
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| So, go ahead, count up all your bills
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| Cause' I’m fine with being broke |
| I don’t need to buy my thrills
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| Yeah you’re having fun now
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| But in two years
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| I’ll have the world in my hands
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| You’ll have the whole world to fear
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| So if you wanna talk shit, I’d love to hear
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| I’ll use your words as fuel to get me outta here
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| You talk a big game
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| But you stay the same
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| Why don’t you love instead of hate
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| I guess you’ll never change
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| And it’s sad to say
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| That you’re just two faced
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| Yeah you’re having fun now
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| But in two years
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| I’ll be the one with the laughs
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| And you’ll have the tears
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| If you wanna talk shit, I’d love to hear
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| I’ll use your words as fuel to get me outta here |