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Verse: You've made what you've done to me seem like a celebration You make every one of your ideas seem like a genius revelation It's not like I miss you and it's not like I care I'm actually pretty happy that you're not right there Chorus: Exactly one more person hates you now The blimp in your head flashes questions like how All the hot air from the tanks must have leaked into your head Cuz sometimes you look at me like you wish I was dead Verse: You make insults seem like the most polite of compliments You make the worst of results seem like they're done with the best intent And when I think that nothing else could possibly go wrong I have to turn on the radio to the same old boring song Chorus Verse: I've gotten sick of being your opening act I'm fed up with hearing all your complaints behind my back The pit of my stomach is twisted up in knots But the way I look when I am hurt is something you've forgot Letras de cancionesI'm going to bed With a python in my sheets After everything you've said I bet you think that's pretty neat Chorus Chorus From Letras Mania