You're so cruel and shameless
But I can't leave you be
You're
I never know how to treat you
You think I
Well you know I look like a woman but I
Cut
Don't act like you can't act
I always think you
(Instrumental)
It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my
Once I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
I had
Showing signs of nothing but troubled times
Since I had you
had
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
Its so
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