| I can't even look at you 'cause you're a broken mirror |
| And it's hard to face the truth, but the truth gets clearer |
| You fucked it all up (All up) |
| That's seven years of bad luck (Bad luck) |
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| You bring out a side of me I don't really like (Like) |
| Picking at my wounds and you picking all these fights (All these fights) |
| Take another pill just to swallow all my pride (Pride) |
| All these jagged edges, yeah, you cut me like a knife |
| Throw my shit out the window, saying that we're done |
| Pick another angle, drag me through the mud |
| And turn the devil to an angel, you a loaded gun |
| Say you hurting, girl, you not the only one |
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| I can't even look at you 'cause you're a broken mirror |
| And it's hard to face the truth, but the truth gets clearer |
| You fucked it all up (All up) |
| That's seven years of bad luck (Bad luck) |
| I can't even look at you 'cause you're a broken mirror |
| And it's hard to face the truth, but the truth gets clearer |
| This is over and done (And done) |
| That's seven years of bad luck (Bad luck) |
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| Text my friends just to spite me, yeah (Spite me) |
| Headlights in my rearview like you tryna blind me |
| You know where to find me, yeah (Find me) |
| Hit below the belt every time you try me |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (Uh-uh) |
| You blame me for all your damage |
| Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (Uh-uh-uh) |
| You were so back-handed |
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| I can't even look at you 'cause you're a broken mirror |
| And it's hard to face the truth, but the truth gets clearer |
| You fucked it all up (All up) |
| That's seven years of bad luck (Bad luck) |
| I can't even look at you 'cause you're a broken mirror |
| And it's hard to face the truth, but the truth gets clearer |
| This is over and done (And done) |
| That's seven years of bad luck (Bad luck) |
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| I can't even look at you (Oh-oh) |
| I can't even look at you (Oh-oh, no-oh) |
| I can't even look at you |
| (I can't even look at you) |
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