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Met you Let you buy my drink, you turned it to a weekend Tattoos Matchin' on our fingers, I love you forever My God My momma told me that you're no good for me And I think she might be right But I think I'd rather die than Pretend that I'm still innocent I'm masochistic, just a bit I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted I love you to death Tear my heart up out my chest Kinda wish we never met You know I love you to death Baby, you're the worst But I love the way it hurts I kinda hate the way I put you first You know I love you to death Two weeks Now it's gettin' dark like a hurricane in paradise And you're mean But I can be the bad guy anytime I want to Good God, yeah My momma told me that you're no good for me And I think she might be right But I think I'd rather die than Pretend that I'm still innocent I'm masochistic, just a bit I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted I love you to death Tear my heart up out my chest Kinda wish we never met You know I love you to death Baby, you're the worst But I love the way it hurts I kinda hate the way I put you first You know I love you to death I can't pretend I'm innocent I'm sick and twisted, I'm addicted I love you to death Tear my heart up out my chest Kinda wish we never met You know I love you to death Baby, you're the worst But I love the way it hurts I kinda hate the way I put you first You know I love you to death
Writer(s): Alex Borel, Colin Foote, Emma Lov Block, Jonathan Morrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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