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You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list

Girl, you know that I tried to hang the moon for you
My infatuation was genuine through and through
I guess I was smitting, but now I can finally see the light
Girl, you stomped all over my heart, and that ain't right

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
Girl, you're proving you can't be true
I'm tired of playing the fool for you

Like a politician, or a damned old T.V. preacher man
I'm jotting down your name onto things that I don't understand
I'm fed up with your bull, oh I don't know why it took so long
I guess I ain't too smart but my heart wants to dedicate one last song

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
Girl, you're proving you can't be true
I'm tired of playing the fool for you

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
You left me singing the blues again
It's plain to see that you ain't my friend

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
Girl, you're proving you can't be true
I'm tired of playing the fool for you

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
You left me singing the blues again
It's plain to see that you ain't my friend

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
Girl, you're proving you can't be true
I'm tired of playing the fool for you

You're coming off-a my bucket list
You're going on to my fuck-it list
You left me singing the blues again
It's plain to see that you ain't my friend

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