| Bruv, I don’t wanna listen to her
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| And she don’t wanna listen to me
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| Last week we’re talkin' together forever
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| This week, more fish in the sea
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| Shit’s just killin' me, G
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| I had the perfect picture
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| It was all laid out for me
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| But I feel like I’m in love with the pain, fam
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| 'Cause it’s the same old story
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| Same old questions, what’s your body count?
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| Who were you linkin' before me?
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| And I hope she don’t ask me back
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| 'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
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| I’ve run out of excuses
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| The truth is I’m so cold, I’m so frozen
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| Too many times my heart has been broken
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| And I can’t even do the fake love, there ain’t no pretendin'
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| Thought that I found my partner-in-crime, my co-defendant
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| But it’s like watchin' a film and you already know the endin'
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| See me, I think I think too much
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| Try to keep it short and sweet but I say too much
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| Now she wanna go back and forth, she wanna play two touch
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| It’s back to square one
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| Both said things that shouldn’t have been said
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| Did things that shouldn’t have been done
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| Wish I could turn back time, man, I wish that I could get a rerun, 'cause…
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| I had the perfect picture
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| It was all laid out for me
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| But I feel like I’m in love with the pain, fam
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| 'Cause it’s the same old story
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| Same old questions, what’s your body count?
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| Who were you linkin' before me?
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| And I hope she don’t ask me back
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| 'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
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| I had the perfect picture
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| It was all laid out for me
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| But I feel like I’m in love with the pain, fam
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| 'Cause it’s the same old story
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| Same old questions, what’s your body count?
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| Who were you linkin' before me?
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| And I hope she don’t ask me back
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| 'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
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| Said she loved me 'cause I wasn’t like the rest
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| I rock and roll, I don’t like the stress
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| Now the friendship’s based on how quick I reply to text
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| She’s talkin' reckless, I gotta bite my tongue
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| Don’t wanna say anything I might regret
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| Died a thousand deaths
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| Man, I wore so much Ed Hardy, how could I forget?
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| That love kills slowly
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| Still, everybody tryna do holy matrimony
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| More time, one of them needs a trophy
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| And the other one’s scared to be lonely
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| Every day another one falls off
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| They link the wrong ting and got way too cosy
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| Valentine’s Day, it’s all sweet and rosy
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| Spend every other day just tryna score points like Kobe
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| Nobody wants to lose but the winner gets nothin'
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| Spent summer time stuntin'
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| Then winter time comes, everybody starts cuffin'
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| You know love takes time
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| But relationship goals got everyone rushin'
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| You get a feelin' it’s way too good to be true
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| So now you just tryna find somethin'
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| Tryna find a reason
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| Friends askin' me how I’m doin'
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| I said, «Same shit, different season»
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| My ex got a new boyfriend, I’m just tryna get even
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| We don’t hate each other, no, we just came to the end of the road
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| She went one direction, I went the other
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| Guess I gotta find me a new lover
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| I had the perfect picture
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| It was all laid out for me
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| But I feel like I’m in love with the pain, fam
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| 'Cause it’s the same old story
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| Same old questions, what’s your body count?
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| Who were you linkin' before me?
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| And I hope she don’t ask me back
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| 'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
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| I had the perfect picture
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| It was all laid out for me
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| But I feel like I’m in love with the pain, fam
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| 'Cause it’s the same old story
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| Same old questions, what’s your body count?
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| Who were you linkin' before me?
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| And I hope she don’t ask me back
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| 'Cause my life like an episode of Maury |