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1.
I've been played a fool
Four,Three,Too many times end
When Did lust for you
Become an organized crime?
I try to keep you honest, babe
But I was just a pawn,you played
The part so well it hurts to know you're gone

Припев:

Did you mean it?
Could you Feel It
When you broke into my head
Did you fake it just to break another stranger in your bed?
Was it worth it?
Was it perfect when you up and left me cynical?
Like you planned it,you're a bandit.
Just a no good to big filthy,rotten,criminal.

2.
Let me count the ways
I six,seven,ate my words
Right from a silver plate
We checked in,checked out,check mate
I couldn't keep you honest ,babe
'Cause I was just a card you played
We draw!And it hurts to know you're gone,you're gone,you're gone.

Припев:

Did you mean it?
Could you Feel It
When you broke into my head
Did you fake it just to break another stranger in your bed?
Was it worth it?
Was it perfect when you up and left me cynical?
Like you planned it,you're a bandit.
Just a no good to big filthy,rotten,criminal.

Did you mean it?
Could you Feel It
When you broke into my head
Did you fake it just to break another stranger in your bed?
Was it worth it?
Was it perfect when you up and left me cynical?
Like you planned it,you're a bandit.
Just a no good to big filthy,rotten,criminal.

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