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Last time I saw you
You had that hickey on your neck
Who put that on you?
You didn't even say a word
You know I caught you
That had me broken
Left for dead
And I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you

So don't tell me you love me
And don't tell me you miss me
I bet you only miss me 'cause you're lonely again
And don't tell me you want me
And don't tell me you're sorry
I bet you're only sorry 'cause you know it's the end
It's the Day of the Dead

So how many times must I deal with the nonsense?
How many times must I deal with the problems?
How many times must I deal with the drama?
'Cause that brings trauma
You're driving me Lady Gaga
Promises mean nada
You make them then you break them quicker than a piñata
And that's when the reality hit me like boom-ba-da
Would've gave you everything that I had and spent every dollar
Wanted you to be my Yoko, Yoko
You're a little too Stone Cold, Stone Cold
Now I'm burning all your photos, photos
This your Dia de los Muertos, oh no

So don't tell me you love me
And don't tell me you miss me
I bet you only miss me 'cause you're lonely again
And don't tell me you want me
And don't tell me you're sorry
I bet you're only sorry 'cause you know it's the end
It's the Day of the Dead

Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
It's the Day of the Dead
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, woah, oh
It's the Day of the Dead

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