I can tell, that you're already, growin' tired, of me
Want no part of me, you even started lyin', to me
And if you started out, to break this heart, inside of me
Congratulations, to you dear, you're doin' fine
I pass you on the street, and you don't speak to me
You just look at me, and then you walk away from me
And if you started out, to make a fool of me
Congratulations, to you dear, you're doin' fine
And you should be commended, for the sorrow you 'cause me
How does it feel, to be the, "Queen of Misery"?
So, if you started out, to make a fool of me
Congratulations, to you dear, you're doin' fine
You should be commended, for the sorrow you 'cause me
How does it feel, to be the, "Queen of Misery"?
So if you started out, to make a fool of me
Congratulations, to you dear, you're doin' fine
Congratulations, to you dear, you're doing fine
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