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I picked my wallpaper by hand Framed that Polaroid of my old man And those dried up flowers Pressin' them took hours Books I'll never read on my night stand Then you made my home foreign land You made me hate my bedroom You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you? Fuck your side of the bed Get the hell out or pay me the rent One lie and the truth I fuckin' miss you And I hate my bedroom La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah Bedroom Worst breakup I've had at my back door Black mascara stains on my bathroom floor I'll move away from Santa Monica It's haunted by the ghost of ya Trashing my love seat Poison in my sheets Fuckin' up my energy Yeah Letras de canciones You made me hate my bedroom You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you? Fuck your side of the bed Get the hell out or pay me the rent One lie and the truth I fuckin' miss you And I hate my bedroom La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah Bedroom La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, ah Bedroom Set fire to my bedroom Wish I'd never met you Set fire to my bedroom Wish I'd never met you You made me hate my bedroom You couldn't let me have one nice thing, could you? Fuck your side of the bed Get the hell out or pay me the rent One lie and the truth I'm still in love with you And I hate my bedroom From Letras Mania