Got a funny feeling
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
Like when she sprayed graffiti
On a gang member's car
And left my phone number on the hood
Or when she wore camouflage
And dressed me as a deer
For a costume party in the woods
Got a funny feeling
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
Like when she tried to iron my shirt
While I still had it on
And now I've got the scars for the proof
Or when she came by my house
Last night to watch the stars
And I broke my leg
When she pushed me off my roof
Got a funny feeling
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
Like when she sprayed graffiti
On a gang member's car
And left my phone number on the hood
Or when she wore camouflage
And dressed me as a deer
For a costume party in the woods
Got a funny feeling
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
Like when she tried to iron my shirt
While I still had it on
And now I've got the scars for the proof
Or when she came by my house
Last night to watch the stars
And I broke my leg
When she pushed me off my roof
Got a funny feeling
It's making my head kind of sore
Something tells me
She don't love me anymore
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