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How many times do i have to say
to get away-get gone
flip your shit past another lasses
humble dwelling
you got your game, made your shot, and you got away
with a lot, but i´m not turned-on
so put away that meat you are selling
cuz i do now what´s good for me
and i´ve done what i could for you
but you´re not benefiting, and yet i´m sitting
singing again, sing, sing again
how can i deal with this, if he won´t get with this
i´m gonna heal from this; he won´t admit to it
nothing to figure out; i gotta get him out
it´s time the truth was out that he don´t give a
shit about me
how many times can it escalate
till it elevates to a place i can´t breathe?
and i must decide, if you must deride
that i´m much obliged to up and go
i´ll idealize, then realize that it´s no
sacrifice, because the price is paid, and
there´s nothing left to grieve
fuckin go-
cuz i´ve done what i could for you, and i do know what´s
good for me and i´m not benefiting, insted
i´m sitting singing again, singing again, singing again,
sing, sing, sing again
how can i deal with this, if he won´t get with this
i´m gonna heal from this, he won´t admit to it
nothing to figure out; i gotta get him out
it´s time the truth was out that he don´t give a shit about me.
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Lyrics submitted by Andrea.
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