| You ain’t gonna give me love, no you ain’t gonna earn my trust
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| I don’t really give no fuck
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| I’ve run out of time, you’ve run out of luck
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| Now I see that you’re ungrateful
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| Never thought you’d be unfaithful
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| No more seats left at my table
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| Now I see that you’re ungrateful
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| (Now I see)
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| Y’all seem to love to forget
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| Everything that I’ve done for you, what a regret
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| I used to think what I’d done would be met
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| With abundance of love and respect, but what do I get?
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| In place of appreciation
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| I’ve been paid with your hate and neglect, taking a rest
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| Cus' I’ve been carrying you fairweathers, and it’s breaking my neck
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| I’ll fuck up a check, forget the promises I kept
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| I’m on the cliff and I’m taking a step
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| I followed advice I was meant to reject
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| That could be the reason that I’m feeling distressed
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| Always conditions that need to be met
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| Hate that I’m hearing you speak in my head
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| But it’s hard to believe that your secrets are kept
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| When you tell them to people that leave you for dead
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| You ain’t gonna give me love, no you ain’t gonna earn my trust |
| I don’t really give no fuck
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| I’ve run out of time, you’ve run out of luck
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| Now I see that you’re ungrateful
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| Never thought you’d be unfaithful
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| No more seats left at my table
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| Now I see that you’re ungrateful
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| (Now I see) |