| I was on your MySpace
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| Looking how our times changed
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| Looking how we used to be
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| One step forwards, two steps back
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| Love you, yeah, you hated me
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| Please don’t go, babe, no
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| Please don’t leave me alone
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| You gon' leave me alone
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| I was only sixteen, layin' in my bunk bed
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| Dreaming of the riches, how I’m gonna get there
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| Now it doesn’t seem so far away
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| (Now it doesn’t, now it doesn’t seem so far away)
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| I was rockin' Tyler, lookin' like designer
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| Flames on my trousers, chillin' in our houses
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| Now we’re old, it’s gone away
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| (Old, it’s, old, it’s, old, it’s gone away)
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| Please don’t come near me
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| I’m not who you’ve chosen
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| Dumb bitch got me frozen
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| She asked what’s my motive
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| Please don’t come near me
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| I’m not who you’ve chosen
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| My chest is torn open
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| My heart, yeah, you broke it
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| Fuck my heart, I cannot love, it don’t exist
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| Fuck your flowers, give a shit
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| I got nothing left to live for (Nothing left to live for)
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| Fuck my heart, I cannot love, it don’t exist
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| Fuck your flowers, give a shit
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| I got nothing left to live for (Nothing left to live for)
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| I was only sixteen, layin' in my bunk bed
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| Dreaming of the riches, how I’m gonna get there
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| Now it doesn’t seem so far away
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| (Now it doesn’t, now it doesn’t seem so far away)
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| I was rockin' Tyler, lookin' like designer
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| Flames on my trousers, chillin' in our houses
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| Now we’re old, it’s gone away
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| (Old, it’s, old, it’s, old, it’s gone away) |