It's like I'm in this dirt, digging up old hurt
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Tried everything to get reminding me all over again
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my mind off you, it won't work
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All it takes is one song on the radio you're right back on it
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Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
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And left me so burnt, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
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Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
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Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
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But I am coming for closure
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Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
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The way that you turned your back on me
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Just when I may have needed you most
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Oh, you thought it was over
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You can just close the chapter
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And go about your life, like it was nothing
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You ruined mine, but you seem to be dong fine
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I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
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'bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
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Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
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Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: let it go, fuck this
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Heart is saying: I will once I bury this bitch alive
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Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset
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I flee the scene like it was my last ride
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You see right through oh, you had me pegged the first time
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You can't see the truth but it's easier to justify what's bad is good
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And I hate to be the bad guy, I just hate to be the bad guy
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And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch
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To think it was you at one time I worshipped, shit
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Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
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not this time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
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Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
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Thought some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
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You left our family in shambles
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You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
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Maybe bone, but he's not forgotten
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And don't think cause he's been out the pictures so long
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That I've stopped the plottin'and still ain't coming to get ya
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You're wrong and that shit was rotten
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And the way you played him, same shit you did to me, go!
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Have you any idea that shit I've gone through?
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Feelings I harbor, all this pent up resentment I hold on to
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Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing
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Letters, you don't respond to 'em
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Fuck it, I'm coming to see you
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And gee who better to talk to than you?
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The cause of my problems
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My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you[Hook
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I've been driving around your side of this town
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Like 9 frickin'hours and 45 minutes now
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Finally I found your new address, park in your drive
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Feel like I've been waiting on this moment all of my life
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And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
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My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
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See, it's sad it came to this point
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Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
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But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
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Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
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So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
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Like I reach my full potential, I peaked
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Continue to peep, still bent low
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Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
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Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
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Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
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You don't plan for intruders before hand?
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Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?
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Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack up a lung
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Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
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Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
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By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
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Now who's a faggot, you punk?
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And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back cause they suck
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It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
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I hope you hear it we are in a car right now
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Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
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I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
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And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
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Just to try to get people to buy
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How's this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
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Last album now cause after this you'll be officially done
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Eminem killed by M&M
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Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
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I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
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| Since you love you're city |
