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With her eyes as wide as dinner plates,
She lays around naked all day.
Checking her phone, wondering if you'll come home
Anytime soon from the bar with the boys;
She doesn't have any choice, no.
She's only got you.
And you wanted someone whose demeanor
Was so much smaller and sweeter,
Like, diet soda, Coca Cola, well,
Sweet? Sweet is not a word you'd use to describe me.
I do not take kindly to being used.

What I said was, my love was free.
What you heard was, that my love was cheap.
What I meant was, what I really mean is
My love's fucking priceless.

But you?
You wanted a broke bitch.
Somebody so hopelessly devoted,
Nothing to do but you.
Yeah, you?
You wanted a broke bitch.
That's not a joke,
It's just the truth.
The truth is I was too much for you.

I played it cool though, didn't I?
Turned myself into something you liked.
Lingerie and empty phrases,
Domesticated with nothing on me but your eyes.
Cigarettes, shitty wine...
It worked for awhile.

Why'd you do that? Build me up.
Make me think that I'm more than enough.
If that wasn't what you really wanted...
...Was someone helpless.

But you?
You wanted a broke bitch.
Somebody so hopelessly devoted,
Nothing to do but you.
Yeah, you?
You wanted a broke bitch.
That's not a joke,
It's just the truth.
The truth is I was too much for you.

You wanted a broke bitch.
Somebody so hopelessly devoted,
Nothing to do but you.

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