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Lit-My own worst enemy
Can we forget about the things
I said when I was drunk
I didn't mean to call you that
I can't remember what was said
Or what you threw at me
Please tell me
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone
Its no surprise to me
I am my own worst enemy
Cuz every now and then I kick
the living shit out of me
The smoke alarm is going off and
There's a ciggarette
Still burning....
Please tell me
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone
Please tell me
Please tell me why
My car is in the front yard
And I'm sleeping with my clothes on
I came in through the window last night
And you're gone
Simple plan-Addicted
I heard you're doing okay
But I want you to know
I'm a dick
I'm addicted to you
I can't pretend I don't care
When you don't think about me
Do you think I deserve this?
I tried to make you happy but you left anyway
I'm trying to forget that
I'm addicted to you
BUt I want it and I need it
I'm addicted to you
Now it's over
Can't forget what you said
And I never wanna do this again
Heartbreaker
Since the day I met you
And after all we've been through
I'm still a dick
I'm addicted to you
I think you know that it's true
I'd run a thousand miles to get you
Do you think I deserve this?
I tried to make you happy
I did all that I could
Just to keep you
But you left anyway
How long will I be waiting?
Until the end of time
I don't know why I'm still waiting
I can't make you mine
Heartbreaker
I'm addicted to you
Okgo-Get over it
Lot of knots, lot of snags,
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags.
Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh it's such a drag, what a chore...
oh your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more,
well it's all somebody's fault.
Hey! Get over it!
Makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry
while the milk still spills.
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame.
What left to do but complain?
Better find someone to blame.
Hey! Get over it!
Got a job, got a life,
got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes,
got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch? What a prize!
Got a body like a battle axe...
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes
We oughta buy you a cadillac
Hey get over it!
The Androids-I'd rather do it with Madonna
You know Christina's got the body
She really likes to spin and twirl
But when she's flirting with the camera
You know she's just a little girl
Now Pink is cute but still a baby
And she talks with attitude
She has some spunks for a young lady
But what I'd really like to do
I'd love to do it with Madonna
She's what a woman's supposed to be
Oh Madonna can you do it with me?
When Britney sings it sounds amazing
I like her belly and her butt
But how would you like to be with her?
She's always hanging with her mum.
I'd rather do it with Madonna
She's what a woman's supposed to be
The only girl I'll ever need
Madonna do it with me
I'd rather do it with Madonna
She's really got me on my knees
The only girl I'll ever need
Madonna, do it with me
Oh Madonna Ooooo Ooooo Oooooo Madonna,
I'd really like to be with Kylie
I think she's really really hott
I wonder if I could get Kylie
To wanna do it with Madonna
I'd rather do it with Madonna
She's really got me on my knees
Oh Madonna won't you do it with me?
I'd rather do it with Madonna
She's what a woman's supposed to be
Oh Madonna come and do it with me
I'd rather do it with Madonna
She's really got me
Have you seen her where she's wearing the cowboy hat and she's kicking the dirt
I wanna do it with
Oooo Madonna
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