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why did you write a song about me
if you really didnt care
you wouldnt want to share
tellin everybody just how you feel

fuck what i did was your fault somehow
fuck the presents, i threw all that shit out
fuck all that cryin it didnt mean jack
well guess what
fuck you right back

you thaught you could
really make me moan
ive had better sex all alone
i had to,turn to your friend
now you want me to come back
you must be smokin crack
im goin elsewhere,and thats a fact
fuck all those nights i moaned real loud
fuck i faked it..a ritual

....you made me do this