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She's got a knack for hurting me...Is it the words she says? The only thing that keeps me here...are her eyes in the morning. I've packed my things a thousand times. And I've fake-believed all your lies...for the last time!
The other day I drew myself a map, so I can figure out your head. The canvas dripped with my sweat, blood, and tears...and you hated every thread.I've packed my things a thousand times. And I've fake believed all your lies...for the last time! So take it or leave it. 'Cause I'm really leaving. I've purchased my ticket to New York. First thing in the morning, kissing you good morning and whispering "Goodbye". 'Cause I try to love you, try to hold on to, The feeling that made me fall for...you. Made me fall for you! Told her no "purse" was more important than the knowledge in her head. She grabbed her Gucci like a baby, and couldn't believe the words I said. The only thing I ever see her read are those damn gossip magazines, That feed her head with "Brittney, Brittney", so she can fit in with the scene. So take it or leave it. 'Cause I'm really leaving. And still I feel incomplete. She smothered herself with her own beauty. And she was born and raised a "Daddy's Princess", But her gesture is no match for an heiress.