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Never Shout Never( Nevershoutnever )
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CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater
Lyricist：Christofer Drew
Yeah, you sure broke my heart last week
When you said you had slept with him
I know you called, I got them all
La-da-da-da, da, da
Girl, you better love what you got before you go and give it away
But don't say that I don't know you
'Cause oh, I know all about your type
You're the type of girl that texts all day and talks all night
And oh, I know that you are feeling sad
I don't feel bad, 'cause even after three text messages, four missed calls
You still slept with my best friend
Yeah, you sure got a lot of nerve
To say that this was all my fault
I know you called, I got them all
La-da-da-da, da, da
Girl, you better love what you got before you go and give it away
But don't say that I don't know you
'Cause oh, I know all about your type
You're the type of girl that texts all day and talks all night
And oh, I know that you are feeling sad
I don't feel bad, 'cause even after three text messages, four missed calls
You still slept with my best friend
So I sing, rain, rain go away, come again another day
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When I say it's okay to give a little hell to pay
And every single time you make your way into my sheets
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks
And I know you're so cool, but I must be a fool
For taking you in and letting you win control of my heart
And every single time you make your way into my sheets
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks
Rain, rain go away, come again another day
(Cheater, cheater)
When I say it's okay to give a little hell to pay
(Best friend eater)
And every single time you make your way into my sheets
(I've been such a fool)
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks
And I know you're so cool, but I must be a fool
(Cheater, cheater)(best friend eater)
For taking you in and letting you win control of my heart
(Best friend eater)
And every single time you make your way into my sheets
(I've been such a fool)
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks
Oh, I know all about your type
You're the type of girl that texts all day and talks all night
And oh, I know that you are feeling sad
I don't feel bad, 'cause even after three text messages, four missed calls
You still slept with my best friend
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