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I'm sorry I acted crazy when you treated me like shit And I'm sorry I still called you "baby," no, you didn't deserve it Feeling useless on Monday, crying on a subway Anxious on Friday, but good again on Sunday I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up My Band-Aid boy You're full of shit and you won't change My Band-Aid boy You won't grow up, you stay the same I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up My Band-Aid boy I got no booty, I'm depressed So moody, a hot mess Weird, pretty, and loveless I ain't your type I got no booty, I'm depressed So moody, a hot mess Weird, pretty, and loveless I ain't your type I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up Letras de cancionesMy Band-Aid boy You're full of shit and you won't change My Band-Aid boy You won't grow up, you stay the same I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up I wanna, I wanna, I wanna fuck you up My Band-Aid boy From Letras Mania