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Well I know that it hurts you, to see me this way
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But baby you know it hurts me, to see you still care for me
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You know that i've grown cold, in my love i don't show
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So please stop pretending that i'm worth anything at all
My clothes smell like beer, from well I don't know when
And you know that all my money goes to cigarettes and gin
Never used to be this way lord knows i aint the same
But don't you worry darlin, cause i'm the one to blame
Well you said it before, and well I know that it's true
That all i care about is, everything but you
Lord knows that i never meant, for it to end this way
Just listen to me darlin, you're better off anyway
They never line up correctly but there you go
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