"I used to amuse you
I knew that I'd lose you
Now you're here and begging for a chance
There's no way in hell I'd take it back
Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less ..."
I knew that I'd lose you
Now you're here and begging for a chance
There's no way in hell I'd take it back
Do you have an opinion?
A mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less ..."
-- "Special", Garbage
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