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Gathered my girls, music through the whole floor I don’t care anymore who’s right and who’s wrong You wanted to seem like the main one for me But guys like you are worth a kopeck, two rubles

Believe me, darling, I won’t cry You left — and screw you, now I’m having a blast You wanted a queen, but you’re just a hired hand yourself And I drink wine, not remembering losers like that

I changed my number, deleted the whole archive Your cheap negativity doesn’t get to me anymore You only loved making pretty promises But with you I only learned how to lose And now the glasses are full to the brim again I dance like he never existed You stayed somewhere back in the past Among all your empty “sorrys”

Believe me, darling, I won’t cry You left — and screw you, now I’m having a blast You wanted a queen, but you’re just a hired hand yourself And I drink wine, not remembering losers like that

You wanted me dependent on your words But I only rose higher than your dreams While you lie to someone about “the real ones” I live without drama, without fakeness and the annoying stuff And when you hear about me later How I shine bright somewhere past the window Remember: you lost all of this yourself When you simply failed to hold on to a queen

Believe me, darling, I won’t cry You left — and screw you, now I’m having a blast You wanted a queen, but you’re just a hired hand yourself And I drink wine, not remembering losers like that