me feel this way Now everyone can see, you made a liar out of me Over and over and over again You made a liar out of me You made a liar out of me I
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you use against me You have knocked me off my feet again got me feeling like I'm nothing You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard, calling me
control But you're the drug That keeps me from dyin' Maybe I'm a liar But all I really know is You're the only reason I'm tryin' I am wasted away I made a
out You made to my house when you was wild-n-out before Nick When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about How many times you fly to
how you did it I'm onto you Tell the whole world how you did it The world how you did it, whole world how you did it I'm onto you I seen a lot of good
broad shoulders and a red ass weave (And a penis) Hot damn, she fly All she wanna do is fuck me I'm a lucky guy (I'm a guy too) My friends think I should
be a part of me, it made me the truest And even when my days were the bluest I never ran from adversity, instead I ran to it Fear ain't in the heart of me
You know where to find me Greenhouse a circle of top whores Mandarin, gears of war, any of them top floors 35 large took you right out the top draw Still got a
a crappy deal least it came with a few toys like a happy meal this game you could never win cause they love you then they hate you then they love you
and flutter, in there flew a stately raven Sleek and ravenous as any foe, not the least obeisance made he Not a minutes gesture towards me, of recognition
me anymore So don't let the door hit you when you leave You throw me in the fire just to save my life A pretty little liar When I call you out you'd
the maid You call me on the telephone, you say you feel so alone Too tired to get dressed and get out First you're happy, then you're sad Somehow you
to hurt me Callin' me out my name Blamin' your confusions on me You know it's a shame Stop feelin' yourself and open up your eyes 'cause you're makin' me hate you
do a performance But we in the van and he in a tour bus You don't want my autograph, yous a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What
your eyes, your mind was made up. you took me for a fool. you used complexion of my skin for a counter rascist tool. -you can't burn me- i've spilled
know me from a can of paint You must be huffin', f-ck the ballsack if you taint skank take you on a date You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and
nothing you did It's just once something dies you can't make it live You're a beautiful boy, you're a sweet little kid But I am a woman So I laid back
