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Poor Bailey - Psycho Bitch lyrics
Well you said you found my letters in a box in your closet
 You thought it was odd how they reminded you of me
 And all those letters you wrote were disposed of long ago,
 Poluting the air, dispensed out of my chimney
 And those things, those things, that haunted my dreams,
 I brought all I could bring,
 I sang all I could sing
 And that ring, that ring, that god-awful ring
 Its cheap metal wore a hole
 It turned my finger green
 And they say talk is cheap but your words cost me quite a bit
 If you want my advice, I'd be glad to give you it
 You should go play out on the freeway or go jump off a cliff
 Just get away from me, psycho bitch!
 My memories of you are too awful to be truePoor Bailey - Psycho Bitch - http://motolyrics.com/poor-bailey/psycho-bitch-lyrics.html
 Well I saw my future, I didn't see you
 I'm doing fine, doing great, just learning from my mistakes
 I'm too busy to love, too lazy to hate you,
 But I ain't gonna lend myself out again
 I don't care how you're doing, I don't care how you've been
 Well it's clear as can be, it's as bad as it seems
 You're a liar, a thief, a rotten human being
 And it must suck to have to live inside those shoes
 With every chance to win, still, you're determined to lose
 Well I could care less which trail you chose
 Just get away from me, psycho bitch!
 Get away from me, psycho bitch!
 Get away from me, psycho bitch.
 Oh, get away from me, get away from me,
 Get away from me, psycho bitch.














