| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| Girl, you know that I tried to hang the moon for you
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| My infatuation was genuine through and through
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| I guess I was smittin', but now I can finally see the light
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| Girl, you stomped all over my heart, and that ain’t right
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true
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| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you
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| Like a politician, or a damned old T.V. preacher man
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| I’m jottin' down your name onto things that I don’t understand
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| I’m fed up with your bull, oh I don’t know why it took so long
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| I guess I ain’t too smart but my heart wants to dedicate one last song
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true
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| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’r goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| You left me singin' the blus again
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| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true
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| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| You left me singin' the blues again
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| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| Girl, you’re provin' you can’t be true
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| I’m tired of playin' the fool for you
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| You’re comin' off-a my bucket list
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| You’re goin' on to my fuck-it list
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| You left me singin' the blues again
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| It’s plain to see that you ain’t my friend |