| So, first off, «I hate you.»
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| The words cut through her lips like a Japanese knife
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| She didn’t expect to be hearing this tonight
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| Meanwhile, I hear it all happening
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| Through the door on the phone in the next room
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| Yeah, I’m listening to you
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| She said «I can’t wait, I can’t wait 'til there’s no soreness in my arms
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| And I can’t wait, I can’t wait, 'til there’s no scar across my heart
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| I’m sick of being your trashbag, baby, wanna see you fall down
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait until you’re not around»
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| My heart breaks, it shatters
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| I spend all of June trying to pick up the shards
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| Oh yeah, oh no, I should have known better
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| But I’m not bitter
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| My hand hurts, it’s blistered
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| So don’t grab it 'cause she’ll fuckin' stab you
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| It’s true!
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| When will you stop playing with fire?
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| Well, I don’t know
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| She said «I can’t wait, I can’t wait 'til there’s no soreness in my arms
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| And I can’t wait, I can’t wait, 'til there’s no scar across my heart
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| I’m sick of being your trashbag, baby, wanna see you fall down
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait until you’re not around»
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait for you anymore (I can’t wait for you)
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait for you anymore (I can’t wait for you)
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| I’m sick of being your trashbag, baby, wanna see you fall down
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| (Sick of being your trashbag, baby)
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait until you’re not around
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| (Sick of being your trashbag)
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| She said «I can’t wait, I can’t wait 'til there’s no soreness in my arms
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| And I can’t wait, I can’t wait, 'til there’s no scar across my heart
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| I’m sick of being your trashbag, baby, wanna see you fall down
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| I can’t wait, I can’t wait until you’re not around» |