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I know exactly what I ain't I put it here in this complaint You think my childhood passion Just needs a pan to flash in Cash in, you sinner â I got patience like a saint It shouldn't get me but it does I only bring it up because I know the way you pander To any second-hander Some slander how I'm not the lock you thought I was Heard what you say about me You're better off without me Heard I was beggin' you to stay Don't have to do this, do we? Each word gets right back to me This town's too small for you to say (And since you'll say it anyway) You can tell your friends that I changed Heard what you said about me You're better off without me Heard I was beggin' you to stay Letras de canciones So we're above this, are we? Why won't you say you're sorry? I get more sorry every day You can tell your friends that I changed From Letras Mania