Guts

(One, two)
 (One, two)
 I saw you at a party
 So I waited in the kitchen for my friends
 You wanted to say sorry
 But I wanna see your body in a ditch
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 You held me down and told me
 That I thought that you were handsome, but you're wrong
 A friend called it a damn shame
 'Cause you're really good at playing along
 And if I had the guts, I would've punched you in the backroom
 Left you bleeding on the kitchen tiles
 While I cleaned up in the bathroom
 You thought you were an actor
 Claimed a hammered body double
 Then you wrote yourself a letter
 To my name for all your trouble
 I told my friend about you
 He was so upset, I thought he might've cried
 But outside on the pavement
 Well, it turned to "I like playing with the guy"
 And I don't know about my body
 It feels like the wrong parts were sent to me
 All these feelings I can't name yet
 Claimed and touched and played with in my sleep
 And if I had the guts, I would've said, "You can't repair it"
 Screamed and cried outside the venue
 To make sure you were embarrassed
 Acted just insane enough
 For your friends to claim hysterics
 And all the men who couldn't sleep with me
 Would testify and swear it
 But do their mothers know?
 Do their mothers know?
 
 I know it's not really her fault, but I
 I do think that she'd cry if I called
 I know it's really not her fault, but I
 I do think that she'd cry if I called
 If I had the guts, I would've punched you in the backroom
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 If I had the guts, I would've punched you in the backroom
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 If I had the guts, I would've punched you in the backroom
 Left you bleeding on the kitchen tiles
 While I cleaned up in the bathroom
 You thought you were an actor
 Claimed a hammered body double
 Then you wrote yourself a letter
 To my name for all your trouble
 Does your mother know?
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 Does your mother know?