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I told you because you asked,

And I asked you not to tell anyone.

 

It dosen't matter what I told you,

Wheather I'm sick or not,

The problem is

You went and told God and everyone

When I asked you not to.

 

You betrayed my trust.

 

You can't keep your mouth shut

When you hear a jucy bit.

 

It ain't anyone's business

What's going on with me.

 

If I wanted them to know,

I would tell them.

 

You just don't know when to stop talking.

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