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Dec 2015
You son of a gun
You left me crying in the rain
My revenge is gonna burn
I'm gonna come at 2 am
When you're sound asleep
I'm gonna set that pretty little truck on fire
Gonna watch it burn away my tears
Gonna watch it turn to ashes
Burning away our memories
I'm gonna make you pay the price
For breaking my heart
You son of a gun
You said you loved me
I guess it was all a lie
Nothing but a little game
That cost you your pretty little truck
I guess your daddy never warned you
About girls like me
'*** we don't put up with your crap
We won't waste any more tears
We're just gonna watch 'em blow away
Like your pretty little truck turning to dust
You son of a gun
You left me crying in the rain
And now you don't have a pretty little truck.

Watch it burn!
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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