I said to the waitress, "hey, another coffee"
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refills are free, and i'm feeling pretty lonely
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the diner's kinda cold and a little bit empty
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just then she walked in, and she tried to ignore me
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it's my ex-wife, and she's looking kinda sick
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i recently just learned she's been blowing crazy shit
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"oh, baby, how ya been? i haven't seen you in a bit"
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"i know we aren't great friends, but can you take some time and sit, huh?"
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thanks, hun, you look very pretty
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i know that you know that i know, and it hurts me so much
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i can't help you... i wanted to help you
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let me please help you
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how come?
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how could you do this?
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you're so goddamn gorgeous
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you're so goddamn selfish
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i love you to pieces
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kiddo, i'm dying
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i'm tired of crying, ok?
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just stop
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look what your man's done
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he made a mess, and he's selling me sick
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i'm so sickening
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sick of me
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sick
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i'm so sickening
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sick of me
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sick
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i'm so sick
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hey, it's ok
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i love you the same like when were just kids
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oh, babe, it's just me
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i know we don't talk much
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i love you... please stop this
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just stop this, just stop it, just stop
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stop it
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stop this
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i can't sit here and watch while you make yourself sick
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i'm so sickening
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sick of what?
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sickening
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sick of me
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sickening
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sick of her
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sickening
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sick of sick
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my bad
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i'm an awful example
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a hypocrite and a cheat
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so i'm sorry
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it's just
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i won't let this happen again
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i let my hair grow
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and i tried to forget you
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don't break my heart
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and let this shit kill you
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i can do what i want
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'cause my ex-girlfriend don't give a fuck about
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jamie devine can do what he wants
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'cause his ex-girlfriend don't give a fuck about
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all of us got these broken dreams
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a fractured love over drugs that scream about
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forcing yourself to do what you want
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'cause your next girlfriend will make you write about
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so all of us can do what we want
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'cause our ex-girlfriends don't give a fuck about
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sweetheart please! you can't give up
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please love yourself and stay with us around
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i won't ever know how things end up
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i miss her lots, but we rarely talk... oh, well
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oh, jamie please, let's get a drink
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i think it's 'bout time we leave this place, ya know? ya know? ya know?
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Artist. Artists.
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