Dear song stuck in my
head,
I hate your constant
nagging
Your ever catchy rhyme
Your lyrics about
that boy you dumped
It’s just a waste of
time
Your debate over
which seat to take
Or the difference
between right and wrong
The $20 in your
pocket
Or partying all night
long
I don’t care if you’re
hot or cold
Or whether everybody
talks
I don’t want to call
you maybe
Or see your gannam
style
I frankly want you to
go away
And don’t need 50
ways to say goodbye
I’m not going to be
whistling baby
And on my instrument I
will not cry
I never want you back
And some nights I won’t
even remember your name
So just sigh no more
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