never said we’d be friends,
trying to keep myself away from you,
‘cause you’re bad, bad news.

with you gone, i’m alive,
makes me feel like I took happy pills,
and time stood still.

how does it feel?
oh how does it feel to be the one shut out?
you broke all the rules.
i won’t be a fool for you no more my dear.

i’m going to get you.
i’m going to get you.
i’m going to get you out of my head.
get out.

Norah Jones, Happy Pills

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