This ain’t no fairy-tale
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Nothing like the books in school
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You cut your teeth on the weak
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Made my life a living hell
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Don’t underestimate me, it will be bad
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I’ll be the heartache that you’re going to have
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And you’ll regret ever making me sad
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'Cause I’m not your…
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Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
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Thought your heart was bulletproof
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Danger, ain’t a stranger
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And I come running back to you
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I know we were born to lose
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Punch bag, gotta hit back
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All you’re left with is a bruise
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Addicted like a drug
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In time, the high wore off
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I saw you in the light
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Got up and I said goodbye
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Don’t underestimate me, it will be bad
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I’ll be the heartache that you’re going to have
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And you’ll regret ever making me sad
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'Cause I’m not your…
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Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
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Thought your heart was bulletproof
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Danger, ain’t a stranger
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And I come running back to you
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I know we were born to lose
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Punch bag, gotta hit back
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All you’re left with is a bruise
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Oh whoa, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
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Oh whoa, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
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Let’s have a moment of silence
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To remember the violent
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All the seekers and the hiders
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And the ones that could never find us
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Let’s have a moment of silence
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To remember the violent
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All the seekers and the hiders
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And the ones that could never find us
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Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
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Thought your heart was bulletproof
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Danger, ain’t a stranger
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And I come running back to you
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I know we were born to lose
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Punch bag, gotta hit back
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All you’re left with is a bruise |