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you dug a dirty great hole i my heart now babeyou might as well a left me as deadyou didn't even look to see if i was breathingyou laid the sheet straight over my headisn't it hard to walk with that guilthaven't you a heavy load???step out of the big shot feeling babybefore your head explodessomething tells me that it's wrongto look so far in frontthe view is something elsemaybe, something tells ya hate me,when i see ya latelywe're so far ???well that's what you get, i've come to a conclusion,when you take second placeit's hard enough being a girl on your ownthan playing with a rat in his racecos being on your own aint all that badwhere the hell would ya rather be?leaning on some boy to take me backyeah crawling on ma hands and knees.Letras de cancionesyeah i'm getting ??? (i'm heading way down low)somethings telling me!telling me!somethings telling me!somethings...oh oh(backing vocals i can't make out at all) From Letras Mania