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I Hate This Song
Speak with your tongue tied,
I know that you're tired
But I just want to know,
Where you want to go,
I may be sad, But I'm not weak,
This situation is bleak
And your puffy eyes never lie,
Your tears come from inside.
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
You know that I hate this song,
You know that I hate this song
Because it was written for you
Drown your fears with me
I'm feeling real sorry
Your glossy eyes don't need
The sadness they have seen
But you're way too deep to swim
Back up again
But somehow I can't find
The moment you said goodbye
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
You know that I hate this song,
You know that I hate this song
Because it was written for you
This is becoming a problem I'm hurting it's unfair
But somehow your words,
The way that I heard are haunting me,
You're under my skin
You're breaking in,
And our tasteless fights that filled our nights
Are starting to cave in,
You're under my skin
You're breaking in
And if Sunday's what it takes to prove
I have nothing else to lose
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
You know that I hate this song,
You know that I hate this song
Because it was written for you
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Because it was written for you
You know that I hate this song
You know that I hate this song,
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
I have nothing else to lose
And if Sunday's what it takes to prove
You're breaking in
You're under my skin
Are starting to cave in,
And our tasteless fights that filled our nights
You're breaking in,
You're under my skin
The way that I heard are haunting me,
But somehow your words,
This is becoming a problem I'm hurting it's unfair
Because it was written for you
You know that I hate this song
You know that I hate this song,
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
The moment you said goodbye
But somehow I can't find
Back up again
But you're way too deep to swim
The sadness they have seen
Your glossy eyes don't need
I'm feeling real sorry
Drown your fears with me
Because it was written for you
You know that I hate this song
You know that I hate this song,
I guess that yesterday's not good enough for you,
Until Sunday I'll be waiting for an answer
Your tears come from inside.
And your puffy eyes never lie,
This situation is bleak
I may be sad, But I'm not weak,
Where you want to go,
But I just want to know,
I know that you're tired
Speak with your tongue tied,
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