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Must be nice To grow up without sacrifice I keep thinking it Must be sweet To know you'll never be out on the street Standing there Your mother said I was going nowhere I heard her asking how you could love Such a poor uneducated slut I've done terrible things But I regret nothing If you'd been where I've been You wouldn't be judging me Scene two We're at the club where you rented a room Your friend decided to buy me for the night You kept looking over with those sad eyes We all compromise Now he's choking me Like it's a joke but it isn't funny The curtain closes but it's never ending You're drinking, and I'm singing Letras de canciones I've done terrible things But I regret nothing If you'd been where I've been You wouldn't be judging me How could you be so mean? How could you be so From Letras Mania