| It’s been two months since you left your
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| Dirt mark on my skin, it still burns
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| I kick myself every day for
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| Letting you in, I never learn
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| You’re such a creep, you’re such a bore (such a creep)
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| I’m in too deep, can’t keep the score (keep the score)
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| I lost this game so long ago
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| But it’s through
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| I’m through
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| With you
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| I’m onto you, I see through you, misconstrue me
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| Thinking that I’d never see your poking thoughts
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| But son, it won’t work on me, because you see
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| Just what you want, but now I’m done
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| This trenching fear is just too hard
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| You’re still a creep, you’re still a bore (you're still a creep)
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| I’m in too deep, can’t keep the score (can't keep the score)
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| I lost this game so long ago (so long ago)
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| I am through
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| With you
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| It’s true
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| Time to move on
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| Time to shiver
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| Now I know what you’re about
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| You are such a creep, you’re such a bore
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| I’m in too deep, I see
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| It’s true
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| I’m through
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| It’s true
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| I’m through
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| It’s true
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| I’m through |