| Dig your polished nails into the dirt
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| Rip your skirts off, wipe the hurt off
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| You know it tears my heart out when you
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| Flirt with danger and any stranger
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| You’re not as stupid as I look
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| Before I could read, you wrote the book
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| Cursed, since your birth, dear
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| And you worst fears have all come true
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| Found my head when I got my first tattoo
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| Thought I was naked when I penetrated
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| Told everyone I’d slept with you
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| Thought you liked it or you would’ve denied it
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| Saint Peter’s gonna be unfaithful
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| Tell God, He’s got a dirty angel
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| Cursed, since your birth, dear
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| And you worst fears have all come true
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| Babe, you’re not the first
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| You are cursed, dear
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| 'Cause I’m still here
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| And I’m cursed too, cursed like you
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| Hush, baby sleep now
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| We all love you, we always did
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| Cursed since your birth, dear
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| And you worst fears have all come true
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| Babe, you’re not the first
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| You are cursed, dear
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| 'Cause I’m still here
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| And I’m cursed too, cursed like you
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| Hush, baby sleep now
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| We all miss you, we always will |