Friday I get up, my head hurts
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The hangover that weighs on me, the immoral physical one
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Because you left me messed up, because without your love I'm doing awful
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How slowly time passes, the feeling attacks me
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You won't look for me and I want to call you
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But I won't do it, today my pride will rescue me
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I'm a rag, even the mirror scolds me
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But I'd rather be dead than have you see me like this
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But I'm fine, I'm going to be fine
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I want to be, yes, yes I know I do
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No, bipolar heart, because I laugh first
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Because the reality is that I say that I don't love you
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And the best part is that when I remember you
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I remember the bad, what was more than the good
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You left me messed up, it's that without your love I'm doing awful
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I'm a rag, even the mirror scolds me
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But I'd rather be dead than have you see me like this
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But I'm fine, I'm going to be fine
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I want to be, yes, yes I know I do
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No, bipolar heart, because I laugh first
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Because the reality is that I say that I don't love you
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I blame the soap operas, I curse their plots
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How stupid it is to cry and how cheesy what I feel is
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To believe that you'll come back right in the final episode
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No, bipolar heart, because I laugh first
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Because the reality is that I say that I don't love you
I don't love you and I want to
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I don't love you and I want to come back