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One, two One, two, three, four You said Nick Cave was your favourite guy I listened to his album, it made me cry He was singing about killing her I was thinking about killing her I walked into your favourite bookstore Pretended I was browsing and nothing more But I was hoping I'd see you with her I was hopin' I'd see you with her And I may be obsessed with puppies and dogs But it helps me from feeling depressed all the time 'Cause you only call me At four in the morning I don't hate her, I hate you It's not her fault, this one's on you And if you don't love her honestly Then let her know so it's not on me It's not on me It's not on me A vegan is what I pretended to be Even got me a job at Mrs Flannery's Just so I could be SongtexteThe girl of your dreams And then I went on your Facebook to see if you're single And accidentally liked something From four-hundred weeks ago I'm so embarrassed I played my first show and I saw you there I got so nervous I fell off my chair Why did you bring her? Why did you bring her there? I don't hate her, I hate you It's not her fault, this one's on you And if you don't love her honestly Then let her know so it's not on me Not on me Not on me Not on me Not on me And five years have passed and we haven't spoken And I heard that you guys have broken up Oh, well Aus Songtexte Mania