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I'm tired of fightin', for you rock the boat
I come from miles, and, well, you're at my throat
I heard you say my friends are no good
They say I'm lying, I'm misunderstood
One more false remark, and I'm out of here
'Cause I can't stand it anymore
And one more nasty look from your eyes, my dear
And I'm heading for the door
You can play with my heart 'til it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'til it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore
Explanations, where have I been
And accusations, I know I'm obscene
Your disguise is wearing thin
The game is over, please shed your skin
One more false remark, and I'm out of here
'Cause I can't stand it anymore
And one more nasty look from your eyes, my dear
And I'm heading for the door
You can play with my heart 'til it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'til it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore
You can play with my heart 'til it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'til it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore
You can play with my heart 'til it's sore
You can tear it apart, that's for sure
You can squeeze 'til it aches, and my poor heart will break
But you can't call me yours anymore
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