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Love hurts whether it's right or wrong

All my life I've been good,
But now...
I'm thinking, "What the hell?"
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about...

If you love me
If you hate me
You can't save me
Baby, baby
All my life I've been good
But now...
What the hell?
So what if I go out on a million dates?

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