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thomas sanders and melinda - don't make me lyrics

hm+hm, ah, ah
benefit of the doubt is my weakness
turning the other cheek to see less
all of our friends on my arm, yeah
let’s say it right, not my fault you got regrets
it’s that tip for hot camera flashes
bl++dy lips, nice and ripe out the classes
diamond, pearl and ruby, you’ll swoon
can i offer you a little salt for that wound?
i’ve tried to take you lying down
i clarified, tip+toed around
was innocent, clear and defined
but you cross them every time
don’t make me be the bad guy
don’t make me be the bad guy
despite all of my foresight
i keep hoping i’ll be right about you
but you were the psycho
so how what do i know? (i know)
tell me you’re the bad guy
no, don’t make me be the bad guy
paradise lost, you’re fallen from grace
you’re cracking my ribs with just one embrace
your offering’s empty, godless and cold
i can read you like a book and it’s getting old
never was built to be this way
but turns out the villain is fun to play
your hollywood romance, extra and sappy, but+
spoiler alert: the ending ain’t happy
eggsh+lls crack beneath your feet
the ugly truth is bittersweet
so dress it up in fancy clothes
but we both know how this goes
don’t make me be the bad guy
don’t make me be the bad guy
despite all of my foresight
i keep hoping i’ll be right about you
but you were the psycho
so how what do i know? (i know)
tell me you’re the bad guy
no, don’t make me be the bad guy
no longer a pretty view ahead
our lies did not become us
you became them instead
don’t make me be the bad guy (ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah)
don’t make me be the bad guy (ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah)
despite all of my foresight (ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah)
i keep hoping i’ll be right about you
but you were the psycho (oh ya, yeah, yeah)
so how what do i know? (yeah, yeah, i know)
tell me you’re the bad guy (don’t make me be the bad guy)
no, don’t make me be the bad guy (don’t make me be the bad guy)
despite all of my foresight (yeah, yeah, despite all of my foresight)
i keep hoping i’ll be right about you
but you were the psycho
so how what do i know? (i know)
tell me you’re the bad guy (bad guy)
no, don’t make me be the bad guy (bad guy)
hmm
no, don’t make me be the bad guy

- thomas sanders and melinda lyrics

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