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Don't make me get violent
I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond
You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet
I don't really feel like fighting
Don't make me get violent
I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond
You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet
I don't really feel like fighting
Don't make me run away out the back door
I want my clothes back
You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you
I drive back to you
Petals off of flowers, did you ever really love me?
Now my nose is filled with powder
And I think that she's still lovely, oh no
She knows I'm a wreck
I gave you all my trust then I told you "Just don't break it"
I promise that I'll clean up and maybe we can make it
But no, I think we're both a mess
Don't make me run away out the back door
I want my clothes back
You say you miss me, so then I drive back to you
I drive back to you
Don't make me get violent
I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond
You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet
I don't really feel like fighting
Don't make me get violent
I want my ring back, baby, that's a diamond
You don't listen anyways, I'll be quiet
I don't really feel like fighting
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