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    I haven't seen you for a while
    I can barely remember your sweet smile.
    I'll pick you up at a quarter to nine
    You bet your ass
    I'll be on time
    I brought you flowers you look great
    Are we just friends or is this a date
    Now youre trying to hold my hand
    This is going just how I planned
    But wait

    What the fuck is he doing here
    Spitting game with a cigarette on his ear
    Flagging down the bar tender for a beer
    It makes me sick he's everything that I hate
    Was this your little plan to get back at me?
    Do I really deserve this tragedy?
    Guess this night just was not meant to be
    It makes me sick he's everything that I hate

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    Lucky day, my life is over
    I guess I'm wrong, high school's not over
    I just got played you blew my summer
    I think I'm destined to be a loner.
    So did you accomplish what you wanted?
    Now you can finish the game you started.
    I guess your ego is too important. Your immature games are so redundant.
    What the fuck am I doing here?
    Looking stupid standing way out in the clear.
    Situation just became one of my worst fears.
    It makes me sick; you're everything I hate.
    You can always count on me to fall for it.
    All along you didn't even give shit.
    Just used me to get back at your ex-dick.
    It makes me sick; you're everything that I hate.

    What the fuck am I doing here?
    Looking stupid standing way out in the clear.
    Situation just became one of my worst fears.
    It makes me sick; you're everything I hate.
    You can always count on me to fall for it.
    All along you didn't even give shit.
    Just used me to get back at your ex-dick.
    It makes me sick; you're everything that I hate.

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    Composición: Steve Chavez

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