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There's clothes all over the floor |
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Don't remember them being here before |
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Smell of perfume is in here |
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Why's lipstick on mirror |
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Yet still |
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I don't understand |
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No pictures left in the hall |
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There's three new holes in my wall |
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Where the hell's my credit cards |
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Whys my wallet in the yard |
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Still I don't understand |
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Well now I guess |
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I should've listened |
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When you said you had enough |
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A little trick |
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I picked up from my father |
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In one ear and out the other |
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Why's love gotta be so tough |
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Should see the look on my face |
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My shit's all over the place |
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Whys this happening to me |
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Why'd you take both sets of keys |
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And still |
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I don't understand |
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Well now I guess |
|
I should've listened |
|
When you said you had enough |
|
A little trick |
|
I picked up from my father |
|
In one ear and out the other |
|
Why's love gotta be so tough? |
|
Well I guess |
|
I should've listened |
|
There's clothes all over my floor |
|
I don't remember them being there before |
|
There are no candles in here |
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Lipsticks still on my mirror |
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And still |
|
I don't understand |
|
And now I guess |
|
I should've listened when you said you had enough |
|
A little trick |
|
I picked up from my father |
|
In one ear and out the other |
|
Why must love be so tough? |
|
Well now I guess |
|
I should've listened |
|
When you said you had enough |
|
A little trick |
|
I picked up from my father |
|
In one ear and out the other |
|
Why's love gotta be so tough? |
