| Here she comes to ruin my day again
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| Right away she’s start with shouting
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| Making this the best week ever
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| If only she could scream forever
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| Here she comes to pick at my faults again
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| Right away she’s punching, kicking
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| Making this the best week ever
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| Better off dead than together
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| Stab your dagger right through my heart and twist
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Follow it up by punching my face with your fists
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Now on the ground, cut open both of my wrists
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Say you love me and suffocate me with a kiss
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| Whatever turns you on!
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| Here’s to me calling off this war
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| Here’s to me walking out that door
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| Here’s to the only casualty
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| Here’s to the mess that you made of me Here she comes to ruin my perfect game
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| Doctor says she’s borderline insane
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| I don’t know what I like better
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| Being comatose or just being with her
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| Here she comes to point her fingers down at me With all ten of her personalities
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| I don’t know what I like better
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| Saying goodbye or saying that I hate her.
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| Stab your dagger right through my heart and twist
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Follow it up by punching my face with your fists
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Now on the ground, cut open both of my wrists
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| Does this turn you on?
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| Say you love me and suffocate me with a kiss
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| Whatever turns you on!
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| You always get to me Here’s to me calling off this war
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| Here’s to me walking out that door
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| Here’s to the only casualty
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| Here’s to the mess that you made of me You always get to me Always get to you
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| Always do your worst to get the best of me Me always pushing you
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| Always pushing me Always manage to being the worst in you!
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| Here’s to me calling off this war
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| Here’s to me walking out that door
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| Here’s to the only casualty
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| Here’s to the mess that you made of me |