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The forecast calls for pain Coffee for my breakfast Shot of whiskey on the side It's a dark and dreary morning With the clouds covering up the sky My baby's turning cold And the forecast calls for pain

I'll never be that girl again, no oh oh My innocence is wearing thin But my heart is growing strong So call me, call me, call me I'm breaking down, gonna start from scratch Shake it off like an Etch-A-Sketch My lips are saying goodbye My eyes are finally

People round here Call me an airhead The folks round here Red light warning Should go play with the traffic Red light warning Break down coming Know I like a bottle of wine Think I'm better off dead Ain't too refined

Let's call the whole thing off For we know we need each other so we And oh, if we ever part, then that might break my heart Better call the calling off off Things have come to a pretty pass Our romance is growing flat For you like this and the other

If this was the thing to do Call, break it off Call, break my own heart Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at But now we'll never know I won't be sad but in case, I'll go there everyday To

Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip Crash my whip off the drugs I'm swervin' Sticks and stones may break my bones But the drugs won't hurt me, the drugs won't hurt me Ex girlfriend keeps calling my phone But the bitch can't hurt me, so I'm