Dye It Red

Kiss my ass, you don't know Jack
 And if you say you understand, you don't
 You don't, you don't, you don't
 Fuck me only when I'm keen
 Not according to your beer
 Your beer, your beer, your beer
 So let me be what I've wanted to be
 So let me cut my hair and dye it red if I want to
 I haven't felt myself so comfortable
 I'm not stopping now
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 Touch me as if you mean it
 Still I'm getting tired of being all alone
 Alone, alone, alone
 And if it's not from you, guess I'll find it on my own
 So let me cut my hair and dye it red if I want to
 I haven't felt myself so comfortable
 I'm not stopping
 Think I'd be better off alone
 Now that I've had some time to think
 I've had to put up with your shit
 When you're not even that cute
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 And maybe it's time
 To change my ways
 But that doesn't include
 You
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 Let me cut my hair and dye it red if I want to
 I haven't felt myself so comfortable
 I'm not stopping
 Think I'd be better off alone
 Now that I've had some time to think
 I've had to put up with your shit
 When you're not even that cute
 That cute, that cute, that cute