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Another day in our room, another day in hell
Another day on the front lines
Another night on the town, now here we go again
Let's hope that this is the last time
Let's call it a day
I've had enough, I've had enough of this
Let's put it away
It'd take a better man than me to put up with this
It's not the way you talk to me, as if I was a god damned idiot
It's not the way you play games with my head
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone
I'll be happy to take the blame, it's not you it's me
Now there's no need to pretend
No need for pleasantries
No need for "let's just be friends"
I'll take my Bowie records, you take your "Tapestry"
And I'll even let you keep "The Bends"
Let's put it to bed
I've had enough, I've had enough of it
Let's pronounce it dead
It'd take a better man then me to put up with it
It's not the way you talk to me, as if I was a god damned idiot
It's not the way you play games with my head
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone
I'll be happy to take the blame, it's not you it's me
Now you're a world away and I don't have anything
But I've never been so happy
It's not the way you talk to me, as if I was a god damned idiot
It's not the way you play games with my head
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone
I'll be happy to take the blame, it's not you, it's...
It's not the way you talk to me, as if I was a fucking idiot
It's not the way you play games with my head
It's not the way you disappear for a week without a word to anyone
I'll be happy to take the blame, it's not you it's me...
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