I don't know what's wrong with me
She screams from the top of her mouth
Words fly oround like a punch in the night
After something so wrong it will feel so right
Words aren't said like a funeral for a friend
Things are never said till the bitter end
I'd ask you to marry me, but I know you'd say no
Plus you're datin' mr. so and so
You're the best mistake I ever made
Strung out like laundry to dry in the shade
I been kicked around ever since I was a kid
Got for shit for things I never did
I don't need your tears but I'll drink your wine
You can try and get yours you just can't have mine
You're the best mistake I ever made
Strung out like laundry to dry in the shade
You're the best mistake I ever made
Strung out like laundry to dry in the shade
Ready to blow up like a hand grenade
Ready to blow up like a hand grenade
Like a hand grenade
Like a hand grenade
Like a hand grenade

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