she wrote dear john I love you but all good things must end
I�ve gone to live in Manchester with your best friend
I must have been so nieve I must have been a fool
she must have been two timing me and I never knew
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I gave her everything that I ever had
What�s he got that I ain�t got its driving me mad
Thrown to the slaughter house for somebody new
I�m gonna break that bitches neck that�s what I�m gonna do
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Now I�m sitting in an empty room with no one as a friend
Just thinking what she�s doing with him I�m going round the bend
Now all that I think of is getting my revenge
I wonder if they think of me when they�re in bed
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