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Something wasn’t right

It wasn’t she

You thought it wouldn’t get

Around to me

But i’m too clever no

It’s not her fault

I think you should go home

And drink your malt

Liquor

You don’t have to convince

Me of her guilt

The flowers aren’t helping

They just wilt

Your presence merely

Irritates like salt

I think you should go home

And drink your malt

Liquor

Don’t try to talk to me

Don’t try to placate me

I see what happened here

It’s very plain my dear

When you get bored with me

Go run to her but she

Isn’t a bastard like

You

Are

She and i take pleasure

In your tears

You’ve had fun but now we’re

Switching gears

This ain’t just another

Little bicker

You better go home

And drink your malt

Liquor

Don’t try to talk to me

Don’t try to placate me

I see what happened here

It’s very plain my dear

When you get bored with me

Go run to her but she

Isn’t a bastard like

You

Are

He cannot be trusted with the girls

And he cannot be trusted with alcohol

And he cannot be trusted with my things

No he cannot be trusted with the girls

No more shoulders on

Which you can cry

I won’t even give you

A goodbye

You aren’t going fast enough

You better pack quicker

And get your ass on home

To drink your malt

Liquor

Don’t try to talk to me

Don’t try to placate me

I see what happened here

It’s very plain my dear

When you get bored with me

Go run to her but she

Isn’t a bastard like

You

Are

Don’t try to talk to me

Don’t try to placate me

I see what happened here

It’s very plain my dear

When you get bored with me

Go run to her but she

Isn’t a bastard like

You

Are