I think I'm starting to forget
I think I'm starting to move on
From the fact that you had sex
Just a week after we broke it off
With a dead beat dad
Yeah it made me sad
I know this song's a bit fucked up
Just be glad that in the end
I won't use your real name mmmm
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I saw you earlier this week
I won't lie, I think you looked good
But I'm glad you didn't see me
'Cause I don't even wanna know you anymore
All the shit you didn't do
All the shit you did
I know this song's so fucking fucked
Just be glad that in the end
I won't use your real name mmmm
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Oh, I know this song's fucked up, I know it
I know this song's fucked up
But you can't sue for defamation
They don't know who you are
Oh, I know this song's fucked up, I know it
I know this song's fucked up
But you can't sue for defamation
They don't know who you are oh oh
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