You love her, you love her, you love her, no, you don't.
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You're better, you're bitter, you're better off without.
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You love her.
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You'll never leave her.
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For every boy who told you that,
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He'd never, ever feel the way he felt when you touched him and never did again.
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Did you get my call?
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So I know you're home.
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Did you get my call?
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Locked up in your room,
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I still have your key.
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Die, bitch, die.
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Die, bitch, die.
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There'll be no escaping.
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"Maybe this time, I've gone a little too far,
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But you had it coming."
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Tearing out your organs.
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You liar
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You liar
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You liar
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Who'd of thought?
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You couldn't
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You couldn't
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Control your mouth.
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You liar
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You liar
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You liar
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Who'd of thought?
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You couldn't
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You couldn't
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You couldn't shut your mouth.
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Did you get my call?
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So I know you're home.
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Did you get my call?
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Locked up in your room,
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I still have your key.
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Die, bitch, die.
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Die, bitch, die.
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There'll be no escaping.
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"Maybe this time, I've gone a little too far,
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But you had it coming."
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Tearing out your organs.
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The Pleasure To End All Pleasures
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| Drop Dead, Gorgeous |