You can write a book on hom o ruin someone's perfect day
Well I get so confused and frustrated forget what I'm tryin' to say, ohh
I'm sick and tired of your reasons
I got no one to believe in
You tell me that you want me then push me around
And I need you like a heartbeat
But you know you got a mean streak
That makes me run for cover when you're around
Here's to you and your temper
You'll still remember what you said last night
And I know that you see what you're doing to me
Tell me why
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