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Your lies remind me of aSong sung yesterdayAll those times your stabbed my backAnd pushed me down just to sayYour miseryYou wrote another song about meBut it ain't what I sayYou aren't the next Paul McCartneyYou don't even rhymeYou want to meet all my friendsBut they don't know your nameI'm not playing your gamesThis isn't the end From Letras Mania