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I'll be the one, I'll pull the curtain I'll pull the plug, I'll make it certain You felt a burn, knots in your stomach Sweeping it un—, under the carpet So I'll be the one, I'll be the bad guy And I'll make you believe it was easier for me But it ain't coming cheap, oh So call it a crime or whatever you like I still see your face in the dead of the night It's four twenty-five and my head is a mess There's probably a lot that I need to address I don't think about it I don't think about it It's not that I lost all the love that we had The less that I love, the better off that I am Run, rabbit, run, somewhere it's greener I'll finish up, see you at Easter Being polite, oh, it's such a mouthful And it's all just fun, and it's all puppy love Until it's five and the sun is coming up So call it a crime or whatever you like I still see your face in the dead of the night It's four twenty-five and my head is a mess There's probably a lot that I need to address I don't think about it I don't think about it It's not that I lost all the love that we had The less that I love, the better off that I am I don't think about it ('Bout it) (I don't think about it; 'Bout it) ('Bout it) (I don't think about it; 'Bout it) (I don't—) (Don't think about it; 'Bout it) (Don't think about it) (Don't think about it) (Don't think—) As soon as you're gone, write a song about how I just have to live with the way it went down The thought of your hands on another man And probably sitting down and brushing off on his lap Can't think about it, there's something about it I could do without it, damn near decided Oh, fuck it, let me just ride out It's not that I lost all the love that we had The less that I love, the better off that I am