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Mr. Wrong

You walk around
having fun
You broke my heart
You son of a gun.

You tried to fix it
That's when I knew
The guy to mend it
wouldn't be you.

And now you wonder
why I'm so mean
You dragged me under
I've yet to be seen.

So cold and cruel
that's how I view you
I gave you everything
Hoping you would see
that the girl for you
should be me.

I'm still waiting
for you to see
that I love you
but you didn't care about me.





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