Album : Billy Talent II , II
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All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and an address
Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you
Once occupied by a goddess, now it’s a room full of boxes
She said, “it’s time to leave you” but baby I don’t need you!
In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick

I never got the whole story, not ‘til after she left me
Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you
Word on the street is she f**ked him, while we were playing in Cleveland
Well baby I don’t need you, you’re fading in my rearview

In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick!

Control-Alt-Deleted
Control-Alt-Deleted
Control-Alt-Deleted
Reset my memory!

In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes…
All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and an address    Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you    Once occupied by a goddess, now it’s a room full of boxes    She said, “it’s time to leave you” but baby I don’t need you!    In a perfect world… her face would not exist    In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed    In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist    In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick       I never got the whole story, not ‘til after she left me    Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you    Word on the street is she f**ked him, while we were playing in Cleveland    Well baby I don’t need you, you’re fading in my rearview       In a perfect world… her face would not exist    In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed    In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist    In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!    In a perfect world… her face would not exist    In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick!       Control-Alt-Deleted    Control-Alt-Deleted    Control-Alt-Deleted    Reset my memory!       In a perfect world… her face would not exist    In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed    In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist    In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!    She pulls the trigger until the gun goes…
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