| I well remember when we first met
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| The office party in El Salvador
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| You won my heart with a tequila shot
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| Soon we were swearing we’d never part
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| Baby, I hate you
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| I hate to tell you that I hate you
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| I tell you, I hate you baby
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| 'Cause I’m counting on your suicide
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| I can’t be happy while you’re still alive
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| And as the minutes crawl slowly by
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| I’m counting on your suicide
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| Out in the desert, the honeymoon
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| Under a blanket we watched the stars
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| And if they weren’t so far away and made of burning gas…
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| Then I’d give them all to you
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| I can’t understand, someone tell me what happened
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| 'Cause I… I don’t love you
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| I must have been drugged for a couple of years
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| 'Cause I… I don’t love you
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| Oh, I… I don’t care where we’ve been
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| You never meant that much to me anyway |