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Verse 1:
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No one ever really likes me for more than just a couple weeks
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and I'll push and push until you leave.
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And if you try 'n stick around I'll try my best to let you down
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until you get sick of me.
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I hate having friends, I just bend and bend and bend
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them 'til they break. I guess I'm fake.

Chorus:
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You're not gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
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of this xxxx.
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People pack their bags and leave and say they just need time to breathe
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but I knew the truth, that you'd get tired of me too.

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Verse 2:
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My feelings ain't hurt, that's just the way this cycle works,
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it never changes, that's fine.
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But if I said I don't get lonely   from time to time
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I'd be lying. Say you won't get tired
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of the screaming, the crying, the fighting, the lying, the trying to push
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you away, then begging for you back the same day.

Chorus:
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You're not gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
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of this xxxx.
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People pack their bags and leave and say they just need time to breathe
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but I knew the truth, that you'd get tired of me too.

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Verse 3:
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When all the Bridges have been burned and all the tables have been turned
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by me, who will be left to leave? Just me.

End-Chorus:
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No ones gonna stick around for more than just a couple rounds
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of my xxxx.. I know this.
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People pack their bags and leave cuz they just need some time
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from me, I know this.
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So, just leave, just leave,   save some time and
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leave, save some time for me.