The problems you bring
The lies that you sing
The feeling that start
When falling apart
Your acting so just
Your noone to trust
It’s always the same
Get someone to blame
That girl is a mutt
Let’s call her a slut
Then turn it around
To try and hold ground
Burn all your bridges
Turns out she’s ridgid
Proved it’s the same
Again and again
After while
You all suck
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