I'm not your fool anymore
Your just trying to score
Don't come home until around four
More than one have seen you with some wh***
So take your clothes out of the drawer
Pack your things and head out the door
You used to be all that I adore
But baby that was before
I can't deal with you anymore
So pack your things and head out the door
I don't want to see your face anymore.
 
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