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She told me ?I'm better off without you,? And I told her, ?It's just another front.? Slipped into the back with all of my boys Now I've got me a headache Verse I: It might be another Saturday night With the same old drunks and the same old fights The same motherfuckers sneaking off to do a line Cause you know they want it. You might not see my ass hanging around Sometimes this played out scene starts getting me down SongtexteWhen there's no place to go you've got to figure it out Time to beg, steal, or borrow It's not a time to be thinking about her Or how goddamn shitty those situations were Let the bitch sit there and toss and turn When you're gone tomorrow Chorus: She told me ?I'm better off without you,? And I told her, ?It's just another front.? Slipped into the back with all of my boys Now I've got me a headache She told me ?I'm better off without you,? And I told her she's just a fucking cunt Slipped into the back with all of my boys Now I've got me a headache Verse II: I might run with a dangerous crowd And some people I know are probably holding me down And your stupid girlfriends wish I wasn't around But you know they want it The same movie keeps happening to me And I've had more stress than I care to see I'm not feeling you and you can stand me Time to get on with it. Chorus: She told me ?I'm better off without you,? And I told her, ?It's just another front.? Slipped into the back with all of my boys Now I've got me a headache She told me ?I'm better off without you,? And I told her she's just a fucking cunt Slipped into the back with all of my boys Now I've got me a headache Bridge: I'm tired of the games, feeling strange and acting funny, Wanting something from me, trying to play me like a dummy But you'll never get the best of me you'll always be mine, No matter who you're with girl that ass will always be mine So stay in line baby girl turn around and show me that, Ever since I hit that cat that ass been getting fat Now your new man wishes that you never knew my name, Around your friends playing games, fronting and sounding lame Well I've seen about enough of this And this song keeps me from clinching my fist And I don't need some sorry chick around To pull me down and down and down again. Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania