| Be as I can be, I’ll never be as bad as you
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| You use your words like they’re your weapons
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| And shoot to kill, that’s half the thrill
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| And I never aim at you
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| You forgot to mention all the times that you were drunk
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| You drove your car across the border
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| Upon the hill, I payed the bill
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| I never told a soul
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| Somebody was sitting on the kitchen counter
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| When I got back home I found you
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| I don’t know her name
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| But I will ask you twenty questions
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| Till you fall apart and answer me
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| You always give yourself away
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| Somehow I always know
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer
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| Without them you are such a nightmare, a nightmare
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| I would stay at home, you’ll be on the road
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| Ah-ah-ah-aah, is it me or you?
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer
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| Sometimes I would follow you around a Friday night
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| To see you talk to other people
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| You look so free, you look at ease
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| You never do with me
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| Called you from across the street
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| I saw you, you were staring at the screen
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| As it kept ringing for a minute
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| Then I listened to your voicemail
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| Bet you wouldn’t do the same to her
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| You would’ve picked up instantly
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| She would’ve made you smile
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer
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| Without them you are such a nightmare, a nightmare
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| I would stay at home, you’ll be on the road
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| Ah-ah-ah-aah, is it me or you?
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer
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| Is it me or you?
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| Is it me or you?
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| Is it me or you?
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| Is it me or…
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| No, it’s you
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer
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| Without them you are such a nightmare, a nightmare
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| I would stay at home, you’ll be on the road
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| Ah-ah-ah-aah, is it me or you?
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| I take these pills to make you nicer, nicer |