| Love, I’ve been thinkin' of you
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| And the things I used to do
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| And the trouble I make
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| Love, you’d be better off dead
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| With a bullet in your head
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| Than to come back to me
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| Keep it on the down low
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| Don’t tell everybody you know
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| I loved you more than I showed
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| But I’m only a man
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| And my pride makes demands
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| That only ever lead me to sorrow
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| So burn all the letters I sent
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| For every word that I meant
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| There were two that were lies
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| And forget every nice thing I said
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| There were thoughts in my head
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| That would make you cry
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| Keep it on the down low
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| Don’t tell everybody you know
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| I loved you more than I showed
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| But I’m only a man
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| And my pride makes demands
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| That only ever lead me to sorrow
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| I was makin' you sad
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| I have a heart but it is bad
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| Keep it on the down low
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| Don’t tell everybody you know
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| I loved you more than I showed
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| But I’m only a man
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| And my pride makes demands
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| That only ever lead me to sorrow
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| So go, good luck try to grow
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| Break the habits I show
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| While you still got time
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| And find someone who cares
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| For you and himself
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| While you still got time |