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Vārdi: Puddle Of Mudd. Come Clean. She Hates Me.

Met a girl, thought she was grand
Fell in love found out first hand
Went well for a week or two
Then it all came unglued

In a trap, trip I can't grip
Never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
Then I started to realize
I was livin' one big lie

She fuckin' hates me
Trust, she fuckin' hates me
La la la love
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings
Like I had none and ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
After that, shit got sour
She took all I ever had
No sign of guilt, no feelin' bad no

In a trap, trip I can't grip
Never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
Then I started to realize
I was livin' one big lie

She fuckin' hates me
Trust, she fuckin' hates me
La la la love
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings
Like I had none and ripped them away

That's my story, as you see
Learned my lesson and so did she
Now it's over and I'm glad
'Cause I'm a fool for all I've said

She fuckin' hates me
Trust, she fuckin' hates me
La la la love
I tried too hard and she tore my feelings
Like I had none and ripped them away

(La la la la la la la la la love)
Trust
(La la la la la la la la la love)
Trust
(La la la la la la la la la love)
And she tore my feelings like I had none
(La la la la la la la la la love)
Trust, she fuckin' hates me