| You said, you recall about seven years ago now
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| You said, that you we’re so tough
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| And I loved it, oh
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| Loved you for putting me down in a totally new way
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| Down with, the bad old, sad old days
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| (Get away now)
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| But now, too much pain for too little gain
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| And I feel like I’m gonna strike back right now
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| Gonna withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart, yeah
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your cold heart
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| Ain’t gonna work for you no more
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| Ain’t gonna work, for you no more
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| Ha, easy, I noticed you said it never was gonna be easy
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| But not this hard
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| You’re so cold, so cold
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| The romance goes when the promises break
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| My mistake was to love you a little too much
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| Gonna withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart, yeah
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart, baby now
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart, yeah
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your cold heart
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| Ain’t gonna work for you no more
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| Ain’t gonna work, for you no more
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| I can’t stand it, I said I just don’t want it
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| Never gonna need it, anyway yeah
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| I can’t stand it, I said I just don’t want it
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| Never gonna need it, anyway
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| I don’t want you, I don’t need you
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| I don’t need your tricks and treats
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| I don’t need your ministration, your bad determination
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| I’ve had enough of you, and your super-bad crew
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| I don’t need your, I don’t need your
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| Pseudo-satisfaction baby
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| I can’t stand it, I said I just don’t want it
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| Never gonna need it, anyway yeah
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| I can’t stand it, I don’t want it
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| I don’t need your pseudo-satisfaction baby
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your heart
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| Withdraw my labour of love
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| Gonna strike for the right to get into your cold heart
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| Ain’t gonna work for you no more |