| It’s no big deal
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| Not worth the trouble
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| This is the last time
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| I walk out of the rubble
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| I watched my heart
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| In your delicate hands
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| Slammed against my kitchen wall
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| It burst like a bubble
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| And it made me wish
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| Love slept with the fish
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| Or at least had a lame-brained stunt body double
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| In the mirror I see the living, breathing proof
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| And I think it’s time that I,
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| That I face the truth
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
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| Screws me up
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
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| Love Potion number 9,
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| I guess I must have missed it
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| Jesus tell me is that
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| What got me so twisted?
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| All the hippies, magazines and TV
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| Keep selling true love
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| Like it really existed
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| And I want to drink from their picture perfect loving cup
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| But I fuck it up
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
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| Oh, love screws me up
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| And our little scene is
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| Shot down before it starts
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| Swept up with the trash
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| And the bodies
|
| And the wreckage
|
| And the garbage
|
| And the junk
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| And the scrap
|
| And the drunk and the busted hearts
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
|
| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
|
| Screws me up
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| Love (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
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| Screws me up |