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I hear the phone it rings so vio-lent-ly
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Can't leave my room, can't breathe since she left me
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I will ad-mit I hate those things I said
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Girls al-ways cry guys will nev-er ad-mit they did
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HOLD ON, HOLD O-ON
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Don't tell me that it's o-ver
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I'm not used to this temp-ta-tion
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And when you come back running,there's no use for explanation
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I think these things are too hopeful, even with my expert knowledge
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Most girls most do mean trouble, because they are rarely honest
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What's with the jokes, all the routines they play
Screw with my head, never cave til they get their way
Guys like to run, chicks like to yell you see
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Guys hate to fight, girls think it's ther-ap-y
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