| These songs are all about you
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| And I’m tellin' everyone I’m doin' fine without you
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| I hurt you but I helped you
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| You may think I’ve a lot of nerve
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| But I deserve some credit
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| Or at least an edit
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| Take out the part that breaks my heart
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| And makes me sound uncaring
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| If you eliminate the swearing
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| Then I could show my mother
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| That you can go from one chord to another
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| G will turn to D
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| You’ll turn to me
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| And you’ll say
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| You have done me wrong
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| I wrote these songs about it
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| She’s aware it’s all been done before
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| It’s another song in this key
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| Yeah but this one’s about me
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| That all the validity she needs
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| Her criticism’s brutal
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| But I don’t really mind
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| Yeah, she’s put it out on vinyl
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| But it’s pretty hard to find, but you’ll hear
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| G will turn to D
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| You’ll turn to me
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| And you’ll say
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| You have done me wrong
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| I wrote these songs about it
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| I wish I’d never taught her how to play
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| I knew she’d get me I should have known
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| Now her hands are on the fretboard
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| In an unfamiliar way
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| And it’s tellin' me
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| She’s aware it’s all been done before
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| It’s another song in this key
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| Yeah but this one’s about me
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| I may not wanna hear the words to
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| G when put with D
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| But if you take what you’re shown
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| Learn on your own
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| Then everything you do
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| Belongs to you
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| But know that you are on your own
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| On your own |