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(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff)
He doesn't know what's wrong it's beenthis way for much too longand nothing could be easier thanblaming this on herkicking in the womb she brings in up heleaves the roomwalk away all he has to say you gotwhat you deserve
It's your fault I don't think that it'seven mineand I guess there's not much in hislittle mindit's a shame when it happens everyday
He doesn't stop to think that everybottle that he drinksis just an additive to ignorance henceproblems that existlay down on the bed and dream ofglory days insteadnot egocentric attitudes solved problemswith a fist
I don't understand why he canget so madshe don't want it either but it'stoo late dadit's not right and I doubt next time I'llthink twice
Pretend that they're lovers but she feelslike slavehow could I even know?
She's sinking to the bottom and he can'tfeel her paintoo late 'cause the seeds were sown
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