Well if you call this a life Why must I spend it with you? If the show must go on Let it go on without you So sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you
Who'll tell me those lies And let me think they're true? What am I to do You want it, I got it too
Though the lies might be true That's just cause the joke's about you I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you You're the first to get blamed, always the last bitch to get paid
Oh, tell me those lies Let me think they're true I heard one or two They weren't about me, they weren't about her They were all about you
I may miss you But missing me just isn't you I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you
Tell me those lies Let me think they're true I heard one or two, and they weren't about me, they weren't about her They're all about you I'm so sick and tired What should I do You want it, you get it... So how come I'm still in love with you?
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