I've got a question for you that was posed by my friends
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They want to know why you stood me up again
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And it hurts so bad when you break plans with me
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Like the time I bought tickets to Rilo Kiley
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And you didn't show up and I was there all alone
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How is it you can't see me romantically
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Is it because I'm so god damned ugly
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That you gasp and you puke at the sight of my face
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But you go home to him and he smacks you around
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And you cry on my shoulder 'cause you are all alone
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Do your worst to me
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Now I'm used to it
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In a suicide note, that I wrote to my mom
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I told her that everything, yes, everything was her fault
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And it hurt her so bad 'cause she felt that she failed
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But she didn't because I did this to myself
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'Cause I couldn't grow up here; I was stuck all alone
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Do your worst to me
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Now I'm used to it
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You didn't show up and I was there all alone
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Do your worst to me
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Now I'm used to it
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Do Your Worst
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