You're selfishness is horrid
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And you're beauty is queen
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Puts the pain gut-wrenching
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And the grass a sickly green
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The troubles of youth
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Have got your hair in a mess
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And when you speak there's length in excess
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About your storm and stress
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Our love was never sacred
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Kept me figuring out what to do
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L-O-V-E, I hate you
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There's blood on the frosting
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When you cut the cake
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The meaning lies much deeper
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You're a big mistake
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Let me count the ways
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On the squirming centipede
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You'll never find what you're looking for
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With these insatiable needs
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Your passion is a pesticide
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The birds and bees are never in my trees
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You'll never find what you're looking for
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With these insatiable needs
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The trouble of youth
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Have got your hair in a mess
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When you speak
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There's a length in excess
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About your storm and stress
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(Bonnel)
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L.O.V.E. I Hate You
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| Swingin' Utters |
