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Favours
by Nicole Millar
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I don't wanna deal with your shit
You got too much under that skin
Want me to forget all your sin
I just wanna forget I paid for your home
Act like you've got a halo for lips
I won't sip on it, I wanna rinse
You must be living in euphoria
If you think I will cry for ya, yeah
You do me no favours
I got no praise for you
You do me no favours
I got no paper for you
I heard you're the leech in the room
I'm throwing the salt in your wound
You do me no favours
And I'm turning the light on you
Gwen Stefani your ass no doubt
Making you wanna throw in the towel
Caught you selling out that house I bought ya, I bought ya
Act like you've got a halo for lips
I won't sip on it, I wanna rinse
You must be living in euphoria
If you think I will cry for ya, yeah
You do me no favours
I got no praise for you
You do me no favours
I got no paper for you
I heard you're the leech in the room
I'm throwing the salt in your wound
You do me no favours
And I'm turning the light on you
I don't wanna deal with your shit
You got too much under that skin
Want me to forget all your sin
I just wanna forget I paid for your home
Act like you've got a halo for lips
I won't sip on it, I wanna rinse
You must be living in euphoria
If you think I will cry for ya, yeah
You do me no favours
I got no praise for you
You do me no favours
I got no paper for you
I heard you're the leech in the room
I'm throwing the salt in your wound
You do me no favours
And I'm turning the light on you
Gwen Stefani your ass no doubt
Making you wanna throw in the towel
Caught you selling out that house I bought ya, I bought ya
Act like you've got a halo for lips
I won't sip on it, I wanna rinse
You must be living in euphoria
If you think I will cry for ya, yeah
You do me no favours
I got no praise for you
You do me no favours
I got no paper for you
I heard you're the leech in the room
I'm throwing the salt in your wound
You do me no favours
And I'm turning the light on you
