| Wish I would have noticed sooner
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| All that crazy in your eyes
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| Do you practice in the mirror
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| On that tempting crooked smile
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| Like that serpent in the garden
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| You came crawling back to me
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| Twice I ate that poisoned apple
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| Made me sick of being evil
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| I’ll admit that I was wrong
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| You said I miss you
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| Oh yes I do
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| Hunny I miss you being gone
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| I saw that floozy you’ve been wooing
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| On your ex-best buddies arm
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| And I knew you’d soon be sneaking back turning on the charm
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| Yea well, cupid ain’t a boozer
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| In a tavern throwing darts
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| Do you think I walk around
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| With a bulls-eye on my heart
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| Well, I’ll admit that I was wrong
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| You said I miss you
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| Oh yes I do
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| Sugar I miss you being gone
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| I miss you like
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| Drama queens and cat fights and braces on prom night
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| I miss you like
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| Boy bands and cheap cologne our song as chaperones and all the other things
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| that I’ve outgrown
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| Well you know you’ve got the mojo
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| But it ain’t working me no more
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| and I swear I won’t be checking you out when you walk out my door
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| Well, I’ll admit that I was wrong
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| You said I miss you
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| And boy you got issues
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| Hunny I miss you being gone
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| Being gone
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| Being gone
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| Thank God you’re gone |