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Song Lyrics
What a backwards kind of temper
For this sunny of a view
You're so good at asking questions
That you know the answer to.
I wish someway, somehow
What's coming out of my mouth
Was something poetic, something witty.
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
You're so fucking pretty
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
You're so fucking pretty.
Through your hang-ups and your triggers
I can see a side of you
It can blind me when it flickers
And that's what I hold on to.
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
You're so fucking pretty
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
You're so fucking pretty.
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
Baby, can't you see
You're so fucking pretty?
You're so fucking pretty.
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