| Got my list of goodbyes
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| Cross my heart, hope you die
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| I don’t have to think twice
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| Take your peace, make it mine
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| Got my list of goodbyes
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| Cross my heart, hope you die
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| I don’t have to think twice
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| Take your piece, make it mine
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| Open casket open bar
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| Did I take this shit too far? |
| (Nope)
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| When I hit you with my car? |
| (Oops)
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| Lit you up like a cigar (Tss)
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| Love it that you call me a bitch
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| Love it that you live in a ditch
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| Love it how good you look in stit-ches
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| Now you’re too dead to hit this (Duh! Fuck! Ok. Does the hook come in?
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| Wait, the hooks supposed to come back. |
| Right here)
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| Got my list of goodbyes
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| Cross my heart, hope you die
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| I don’t have to think twice
|
| Take your peace, make it mine
|
| Got my list of goodbyes
|
| Cross my heart, hope you die
|
| I don’t have to think twice
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| Take your piece, make it mine
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| Shed you like the shower clumps
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| Drāno in your mouth
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| I’m fucking sick of the accusatory stories, sorry
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| Killing you was mandatory
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| Save all that defamatory
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| Shit for all the ones you never loved
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| I’m out! |