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Watch the bodies hitting the floor |
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I keep them coming back for more, no matter what I do or say |
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Watch me heading for the door, because I don't want to hear anymore |
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There's nothing you could do or say to make me ever want to stay |
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After all this time you say you don't like yourself, and they tell you, "Get over it." But, you're not happy with the way things worked out |
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Are you content in your loneliness? Whoa |
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Stop the wisdom that you're trying to give |
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You don't know the life I've lived |
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There's nothing you could do or say |
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Stop, stop, stop, stop |
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All your words are hitting the floor, and I don't want to hear any more |
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There's nothing you could do or say to make me ever want to change |
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Doing the best you can |
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"We'll build you up and make you a man... and then tear you down." Begin again |
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Just tell them all is fine, "...really, I blame myself, cause I couldn't get over it..." I'm sure as hell not happy with the way things worked out, and now I've nothing to show for it |
