| Mrs. Suffer it is time to go
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| No one wants to be around your sadness and sorrows
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| No one wants to take your overdose
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| Mrs. Suffer it’s a crying shame
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| Every time you shed a tear we play that lying game
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| Addicted to the pleasure of your pain
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| Once you’re coming there’s no outrunning I’m much to slow
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| And once I’m on my knees you’re heart’s at ease and I’m begging please
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| Just to follow
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your hard luck heartless show
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your backstreet stabbing
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| (Mrs. Suffer…)
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| Mrs. Suffer I don’t wanna fight
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| Mrs. Suffer there’s no place to hide I’m the smarter one
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| I’ll hunt you down, honey, you better run
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| Mrs. Suffer this has got to end
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| I’m not going through it all again, you’re a helpless mess
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| Existing just on someone’s hopelessness
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| Once I scream you’re on the scene as if I called your name
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| Though I want none of this it’s a bitter kiss that I can’t resist
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| So I follow
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your hard luck heartless show
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your backstreet stabbing
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| Once you’re coming there’s no outrunning I’m much to slow
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| And once I’m on my knees you’re heart’s at ease and I’m begging please
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| Just to follow
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your hard luck heartless show
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your backstreet stabbing
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your hard luck heartless show
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| Mrs. Suffer no, Mrs. Suffer go
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| No one wants your backstreet stabbing
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| (Mrs. Suffer, Mrs. Suffer) |