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Sangtekst: Say Anything. ...Was A Real Boy. Total Revenge.


When I like you it's total revenge.
I want to, but I can pretend
that I don't need to be your side again.

Wrap me up in a plastic case.
Pat me down with your warm embrace.
I wanna know where you've laid your face at night for all these years.

You're a problem that I can't abide.
I could sleep well, if only I tried
But I stay up and dream of a bride to be.

Oh me! Oh my!
Give it up! I can't wait no more.
I am stuck on your bedroom floor
With the thought that I may not be
As great as those who came before.

There's a man assigned to me
And he checks on my stability.
We discuss you every week.
Then I rinse and rinse, repeat.

But maybe, I can show you, baby!
Maybe, I can relax for good, whoa, baby!
I can show you... maybe... baby.

There's a man assigned to me
And he checks on my stability.
We discuss you every week.
Then I rinse and rinse, repeat.

And he charges by the tear,
'till I weep no more, strictly out of fear
That I can't afford your love.
And the moon just burns above.

Okay...