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Woke up Sunday morning
You were nowhere to be found
You n' me we've gotta get to
Talkin' about, to talkin' this out
You're runnin' round.
Lipstick note that was on the mirror
Threw my hands up in the air
You and me we've gotta get to
Talkin' about, to talkin' this out
You're runnin' round
Yeah, you're runnin' around
On my dime and on my time
Get your hands off those car keys
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
Threw all your shit out in the street
Thanks for showing me that
All you do is take and break and say it's my mistake
Ready, set, go, here comes the heartache
I hope you have a nice day
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
You text, "trouble with the car"
Facebook says you were at the bar
You and me we've gotta get to
Talkin' about, to talkin' this out
You're runnin around
Passed out drunk on the kitchen floor
I can't take this anymore
You 'n me we've gotta get to
Talkin' about, to talkin' this out
You're running round
Ya you're runnin' around
On my dime and my time
Get your hands off those car keys
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
Threw all your shit out in the street
Thanks for showing me that
All you do is take and break and say it's my mistake
Ready, set, go, here comes the heartache
I hope you have a nice day
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
I never knew someone could get to me
Till ya got me, shot me, rocked me
Right through the heart
Get out
Get your hands off those car keys
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
Threw all your shit out in the street
Thanks for showing me that
All you do is take and break and say its my mistake
Ready, set, go, here comes the heartache
I hope you have a nice day
'Cause you're never gonna get another me
I never knew someone could get to me
Till ya got me, shot me, rocked me
Right through the heart
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