Tekstovi: Blood On The Dance Floor. Miss Bipolar.

Your a bitch! your a bitch!
I'm sick of your shit..
Your a dick!! your a dick
Think your words are so slick
We can't get it right
Always gotta be a fight
Your heart is my pinata
So sayonara

I just wanna go out tonight
I'm to tired to put up a fight
I just wanna go out tonight

THE BEST PART OF FIGHTING
IS THE MAKE UP SEX!

Chorus:
Miss bipolar
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Manipulator instigator
Miss bipolar
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Perpetrator, see ya later!

You left my heart
Broken & sore
You say you love me (I love you)
Than you shove me to the floor
You'll be drowning in your make up
Contemplating our break up (what)
Drama is your middle name
Your certifiably insane (huh)

I just wanna go out tonight
I'm to tired to put up a fight
I just wanna go out tonight

THE BEST PART OF FIGHTING
IS THE MAKE UP SEX!

Chorus:
Miss bipolar
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Manipulator instigator
Miss bipolar
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Perpetrator, see ya later!

Miss bipolar
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Devastator
Super slayer

Miss bipolar
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Terminator
Asphyxator

Sunshine coming through the rain
This happiness is mixed with pain

Sunshine coming through the rain
This happines is mixed with PAIN

Chorus:
Miss bipolar
Ultimate controller
Manipulator instigator

Miss bipolar
Ultimate controller
Perpetrator, see ya later!

Miss bipolar
Ultimate controller
Devastator
Super slayer

Miss bipolar
Ultimate controller
Terminator
Asphyxator