please

Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?
The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest
But baby I don't mean it
I mean it, I promise

I can't be without, you're my perfect little punching bag
And I need you, I'm sorry.

I always say how I don't need you
But it's always gonna come right back to this

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