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The Wonder Years - Melrose Diner |
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I hate your bad tattoos and your second-hand stories |
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Those anecdotes that grew old last month |
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I hate the way you move when you're drunk and try dancing |
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It's not sexy, it's just keeping us up |
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And I'm just not fond of anyone |
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And that's got everything to do with us |
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I hate the way I get when I can't handle bad news |
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It feels like I've been an asshole for months |
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All I've got left are these handfuls of **** you |
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Man, that's never enough |
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I guess I'm just down |
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I guess I'll be honest, I could use you around |
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I can't stand the dork that you're hanging with now |
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I hate the way that you can't keep your hair straight |
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I hate the way that you're leaning on me |
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I hate the way that you point out when girls are staring |
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Because you know that I won't do a thing |
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I hate the context clues you leave out of your writing |
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Because I can't find myself here at all |
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You know that I hate when you call me wasted |
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I expect it whenever you call |
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I could use you around |
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I could use you around now |
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My friends all say he's just a b-rate version of me |
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He's stuck on video games and weed |
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They're just trying to help me get to sleep |
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So my friends all say you're sitting way too close to me |
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That I should just get up and leave |
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It's like I'm weighed down to the seat |
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And my friends all say he's just the broke-dick version of me |
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They're just trying to help me get some sleep |
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I know he's what you need |
