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Today I promise, I'll never love you again I swear, I'll care as little as I can 'Cause I've become accustomed to wearin' nothin' But pink nail polish on my left hand So many valuable lessons I learned from you Like forgiveness and breakin' hearts too Now that you're a goner in your honor A moment of the silence is the least I can do Cut the lines, blow up a few bridges Trim the fat, trim the grass, clean out the fridge Then sweep up the mess, put on my Sunday best And burn down the house, burn down the house Toss an easy strike to this difficult life and burn, yeah I never did like your fantasy football friends I'll never have to watch Caddyshack again I finally started cookin' and if you're lookin' I'm walkin' my new dog in front of my new house Got a new job and the money's come in Seein' me a new man and the world in a new light Nothing's quite as right as a girl on the mend Cut the lines, blow up a few bridges Trim the fat, trim the grass, clean out the fridge Then sweep up the mess, put on my Sunday best And burn down the house, burn down the house Toss an easy strike to this difficult life and burn, yeah, yeah Oh, whoa, whoa, tearin' down old walls, puttin' up new ones Have a little fun, it's a wreckin' ball night Gotta little itchin' to get down in the kitchen With my tall drink of water and some dynamite Cut the lines, blow up a few bridges Trim the fat, trim the grass, clean out the fridge Then sweep up the mess, put on my Sunday best And burn down the house, burn down the house Toss an easy strike in this difficult life and burn, burn, burn, baby, burn Ah, burn it up, yeah, don't know burn, burn
Writer(s): Nabiha Bensouda, Mikael Sergio Surdi, Torbjorn Anders Olsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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