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Your lipstick, his collar
Don't bother, angel
I know exactly what goes on
When everything you'll get is
Everything that you wanted, princess
Well which would you prefer
My finger on the trigger, or
Me face down, down across your floor
Or me face down, down across your floor
Or me face down, down across your floor
Well just so long as this thing's loaded
And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
Don't bother trying to explain angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
Watching him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker, you're such a sucker
For a sweet soft talker, yeah
And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
Hoping for the best, just hoping nothing happens
One thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I won't ever ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I won't ever ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know...
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I won't ever ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I won't ever ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
And all of this - all your fault
And all of this...
And I am so mad at you
I am going to blow up your fucking mailbox, motherfucker
It's going down
I stay wrecked and jealous for this
For this simple reason
I stay wrecked and jealous for this
For this simple reason
I stay wrecked and jealous for this
For this simple reason
I stay wrecked and jealous for this
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