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Well, I’m about to throw a fit I can’t see around you, but you won’t quit This could be so easy if you just hear me But you’re so busy listenin’ to yourself Convinced that everybody’s wrong I can’t sleep and I can’t get it out of my head This passive-aggression persuasion’s making me turn in my bed If I don’t do something about it soon I think I’m gonna call it off I’m knee-deep and I can’t understand how you do this everyday You’ve got a way, but things are gonna have to change (Call it off!) I’ll call it off! (Call it off!) I’m so cruel! Well, I’ve no time to cut this clean But I’ve got a good mind to cause a scene Just regret it, this is so pathetic Or maybe my genetic disposition Gut reaction tells me that something’s wrong I can’t sleep and I can’t get it out of my head This passive-aggression persuasion’s making me turn in my bed If I don’t do something about it soon I think I’m gonna call it off I’m knee-deep and I can’t understand how you do this everyday You’ve got a way, but things are gonna have to change (Call it off!) I’ll call it off! (Call it off!) You’re so cruel!
Call it all off, call it all off…
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