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Lyrics: Handguns. I Hope He Kills You.

I won't say ?I hope your happy with him?.
I promised myself this year I would tell the truth.
I?ll pretend my heart?s not breaking.
It?s taking everything I have not to call you back.
I hope he breaks you down.
The next time you call, I won?t be around.
No one ever made me feel like you did
and now I?m struggling to feel anything at all.
It may sound mean like I?m not understanding.
I understand it all too well and I hope that you fall.
You?re always on the wrong end of the turnpike.
I want to choke myself to death with the phone line.
?Go your own way and I?ll be with you?,
(FSF - Wearing Thin) but nothing that you ever say could make me hate you.
Don?t want to laugh last, I don?t want to say ? I told you so?.
I want you to call me back and say ?I love you?, because I?ve got nowhere to go.
These nights spent alone without you are dragging me down.
Though I know that this seems bitter,
It's how I get through these nights without you.
I hope that this doesn?t come out wrong
but I?d do anything to make you feel on top of the world,
and I?ll still be here just like I have always been.
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