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They call me lonely, |
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They say I'm blue, |
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'Cause I go crazy when I'm not with you. |
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If it's a curse, then make it hurt. |
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Come on and curse me. |
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I'll go to work with all the jerks |
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And wake up early, |
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With all the little birdies |
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Chirping for me. |
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Well I'll break their scrawny necks |
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One of these mornings. |
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Get love and hate confused, |
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Can't separate the two. |
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Oh my love, how I've hated you. |
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I say it's over (it's over!) |
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This time we're through (we're through!) |
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But I go crazy when I'm not with you. |
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They call me lonely (you're lonely!) |
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They say I'm blue (boo hoo hoo hoo!) |
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But I go crazy when I'm not with you. |
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Come on and twist the knife, |
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Let's make it painful. |
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I wanted rainbows with occasional fellatio. |
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It's gotten different now, my angel, |
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Wouldn't you say so? |
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Oh have you even had the chance to shut your cakehole. |
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Get love and hate confused, |
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Can't separate the two. |
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Oh my love, how I've hated you. |
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I say it's over (it's over!) |
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This time we're through (we're through!) |
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But I go crazy when I'm not with you. |
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They call me lonely (you're lonely!) |
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They say I'm blue (boo hoo hoo hoo!) |
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But I go crazy when I'm not with you. |
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I see that look in your eyes |
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And I hide the cooking knives. |
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The arsenic made me nausious |
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But I love a good surprise. |
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It's til death do us part. |
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I wouldn't lie, my pudding pie, |
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But I could speed that process up, now, |
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Couldn't I? |
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Get love and hate confused, |
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Can't separate the two. |
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Oh my love, how I've hated you. |
