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I'm always real smart |
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At fucking things up |
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And saying what one, should never say, |
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If you plan on him to stay |
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No I don't need you to tell me, |
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For I know I'm the one to blame, |
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It's funny how, as soon as I hold you, |
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I can't help but to throw you away, |
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But don't don't don't hold it against me, |
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No don't don't don't hold it against me, |
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For I hold the two ends of my own tragedy |
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I'm always real fast, |
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At giving you up, |
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You call me tough and I agree, |
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But you knew this when you came looking for me |
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No I don't need you to tell me |
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For I know I'm the one to blame, |
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It's funny how, as soon as I hold you, |
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I can't help but to push you away |
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But don't don't don't hold it against me |
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No don't don't don't hold it against me, |
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For I hold the two ends of my own tragedy |
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No I don't need you to tell me, |
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For I know I'm the one to blame, |
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It's funny how as soon as I hold you |
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I can't help but to throw you away, |
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But don't don't don't hold it against me |
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No don't don't don't hold it against me, |
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For I hold the two hands of my own tragedy. |
