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My girlfriend, my dumb donut |
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Went out to a party just the other night |
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But 3 hours later and 7 shots of jager |
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She was in the bedroom with another guy |
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And I don't really wanna know |
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So don't tell me anymore |
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And I really don't wanna hear |
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About her feet all up in the air |
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And well, I'm not the one who acted like a ho |
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Why must I be the one who has to know? |
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I'm not the one who messed up big time |
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So spare me the details, if you don't mind |
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Now I can understand friends who wanna tell me |
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Think they're gonna help me open up my eyes |
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But the play-by-play makes me want to lose it |
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Every time you do it, man, it turns the knife |
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And I don't really wanna know |
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So don't tell me anymore |
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And I really don't wanna hear |
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About her feet all up in the air |
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And well, I'm not the one who acted like a ho |
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Why must I be the one who has to know? |
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I'm not the one who messed up big time |
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So spare me the details, if you don't mind |
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Now I don't need to hear about the sounds they were making |
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And I don't need to hear about how long he was taking |
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Or how the walls, they were shaking |
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Now I'm lying in bed, wallowing in sorrow |
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Missing the tomorrow that we could have had |
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Running through my head, over and over |
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Things I never told her now just make me sad |
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And it drives me insane, sitting with a vision |
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Stuck with that image burned into my brain |
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And I feel so dumb that I could ever trust her |
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While someone else fucked her, then walked away |
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And I don't really wanna know |
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So don't tell me anymore |
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And I really don't wanna hear |
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About her feet all up in the air |
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And so, I'm not the one who acted like a ho |
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Why must I be the one who has to know? |
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I'm not the one who messed up big time |
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So spare me the details, if you don't mind |
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('Cause I don't wanna know) |
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(Don't wanna know) |
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Spare me the details if you don't mind |
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(Don't wanna know) |
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(Don't wanna know) |
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Spare me the details if you don't mind |
