slaughter house - abrasive wheels

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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 b-tches 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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