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she wrote dear john I love you but all good things must end I’ve gone to live in Manchester with your best friend I must have been so nieve I must have been a fool she must have been two timing me and I never knew slaughter house slaughter house I gave her everything that I ever had What’s he got that I ain’t got its driving me mad Thrown to the slaughter house for somebody new I’m gonna break that bitches neck that’s what I’m gonna do Slaughter house slaughter house Now I’m sitting in an empty room with no one as a friend Just thinking what she’s doing with him I’m going round the bend Now all that I think of is getting my revenge I wonder if they think of me when they’re in bed Slaughter house slaughter house
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