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Hit me up, say you're coming over
You'll be there in ten
I left your six-string sitting on the steps
'Cause I don't want you to come in
Say you hope I'm doing okay
And I said I'm good
But I'm really in the kitchen, mascara to my chin
And been drinking more than I should

Funny, everybody said that we were meant to be
I loved you with all I had, but honey, honestly

I hate that I wasted the best years of my life
My time and my patience, those bottles of wine
You took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too
God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you

I shoulda let it stay on the champagne glass
Instead of on your cheek
I shoulda dolled up and called up
Somebody who'd appreciate me

It's a shame that every shade of red can't keep you from the blues
I guess Maybelline don't make 'em break-up proof

I hate that I wasted the best years of my life
My time and my patience, and those bottles of wine
You took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too
God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you

Pink on your collar, cherry on your neck
A rainbow of colors and money I spent
Just for the shine to wear off in the end
And make me start over again

God, I hate that I wasted the best years of my life
My time and my patience, those bottles of wine
Took the laughs and the tears, love notes on the mirror, and my kisses too
I hate that I wasted my lipstick on you
God, I hate that I wasted all my lipstick on you

Lipstick on you

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