| Buck up little man, you fucked up but you can’t let you’re life
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| Be ruined because she’s over you
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| Don’t think about her
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| Don’t speak about her, again and again I tell you this as a friend
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| She’s gone and now you’re carrying on with flowers and bad poetry
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| You’re sorry, but now so are we
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| Where’s your dignity-
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| It’s gone just like she is
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| And you’re groveling about the one that got away
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| You’ll get no sympathy from her just crying like a baby
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| Like the big fat stupid baby you’ve become
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| And what ever happened to, that guy I used to knew?
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| He’s a weeping little ball of goo
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| You’re crying like you’ve got no spine and she’s laughing at you,
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| admit it- it’s thru
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| Where’s your dignity-
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| It’s gone just like she is
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| And you’re groveling about the one that got away
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| You’ll get no sympathy from her just crying like a baby
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| Like the big fat stupid baby you’ve become
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| Where’s your dignity?
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| Where’s your dignity?
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| Where’s your dignity-
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| It’s gone just like she is
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| And you’re groveling about the one that got away
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| You’ll get no sympathy from her just crying like a baby
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| Like the big fat stupid baby you’ve become |