| I never get to do what I want to do
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| My brain is fried and my heart is screwed
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| I’m hurting and it’s all because of you
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| Let me tell ya:
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| Nothing’s not right, not anymore
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| My heart is barely ticking, my complexion’s poor
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| I’m hurting and it’s all because of you
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| And oh I’m sick of crying, couldn’t you give me a chance
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| Oh, I’m sick of crying, couldn’t you give me a chance
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| Now couldn’t ya, couldn’t ya, couldn’t ya give me a chance?
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| She’s hurting me so, awoah awoah oh oh
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| It was all that I wanted too
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| It was everything, it was me and you
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| It was everything that I wanted to do
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| I didn’t get invited to the prom
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| -repeat first verse-
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| She’s hurting me so, awoah awaoh oh oh
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| I was so excited, and she was undecided
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| So I didn’t get invited to the prom |