I hear the phone it rings so violently
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Can't leave my room, can't breathe since she left me
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I will admit i hate those things i said
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Girls will always cry, guys will never admit they did
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Hold on, hold on, hold on
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Don't tell me that it's over,
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I'm not used to this temptation
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And when you come back running,
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There is no use for explanation
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I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
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Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
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What's with the jokes, all the routines they play
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Screw with my head, never cave til they get their way
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Guys like to run, chicks like to yell you see
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Guys hate to fight, girls think its therapy
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Hold on, hold on, hold on
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Don't tell me that it's over,
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I'm not used to this temptation
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And when you come back running,
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There is no use for explanation
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I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
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Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
|
|
Hold on, hold on, hold on
|
|
Don't tell me that it's over,
|
I'm not used to this temptation
|
And when you come back running,
|
There is no use for explanation
|
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
|
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
|
|
Don't tell me that it's over,
|
I'm not used to this temptation
|
And when you come back running,
|
There is no use for explanation
|
I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
|
Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
|
Don't tell me that it's over, I'm not used to this temptation
|
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Don't Tell Me It's Over
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