you are...

You are the word I am looking for when
I'm trying to describe how I feel inside
And the right one just won't come to my mind.
You're like the pillar that props me up
The beam that supports me
The bitch who never took half,
The wife who never divorced me.
You're like the root to my evil
You let my devil come out me
You let me beat the shit out you
Before you beat the shit out me....

...somebody you know,
but I won't show
my face 'round here
I'm drinkin' a lot of beer
some kooltuin bier vrolijk
jah ik praat over hertog jan
verdriet wegdrinken is niet al te best
maar ik ben net als de pest
so you hate me and I hate you
so leave me alone...

liefdesverdriet...jaq
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