You said you’d never call again
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But I can hear your knuckle bones cracking on my door
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I said I’d never fall again (fall again)
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But here I am looking up at you from the floor
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The crazy that you got is just the kind that I’m addicted to
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It makes me feel like killing you
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I think about it now and then
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I remember what I use the drugs for
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I think about you and say fuck you
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Then you come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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You think about me and say fuck you
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Then I come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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Ah, turning it up, fading it out
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I ain’t got nothing to say
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You keep on coming around, breaking me down
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Making me feel like I’m crazy
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Girl, you’re fucking amazing, but you fucking enrage me
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You bite on your lip with your hand on you neck like it’s something you’re
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craving, but
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You’re like a drug, getting me drunk, nobody’s calling this love
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I’m like your stone, sinking alone, you keep on digging me up
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I should be hating your guts
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Hating your guts
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Instead I’m up in your guts
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I think about you and say fuck you
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Then you come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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You think about me and say fuck you
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Then I come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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I told my momma you were dead
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So now I got the feeling that I’m talking to ghosts
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Never getting out of bed
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Fogging up the window when you wanted it most
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The mixture of the poison in my blood has got me turning blue
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It makes me wanna murder you
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Aye, aye, aye
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I think about it now and then
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I remember what I bought the gun for
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I think about you and say fuck you
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Then you come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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You think about me and say fuck you
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Then I come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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Aye, falling apart, under the rug
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I don’t have any restraint
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You keep on calling me up, wearing me out
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I keep on doing the same
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Girl, you’re fucking amazing, but you’re fucking insane though
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And you sweat through the sheets and the neighbors are pissed from you yelling
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my name out
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You’re like a drug, getting me drunk, nobody’s calling this love
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I’m like your stone, sinking alone, you keep on digging me up
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I should be hating your guts
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Hating your guts
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Instead I’m up in your guts
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I think about you and say fuck you
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Then you come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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You think about me and say fuck you
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Then I come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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I think about you and say fuck you
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Then you come over and I (fuck you, fuck you)
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You think about me and say fuck you
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Then I come over and I (fuck you, fuck you) |