You knew it from the start
I was just a shot in the dark
I was never one for games
And there are some things that will never change
You know I like to speak my mind
I live a life of musical crime
I turned your pain into a song
So all my friends could sing along
(La la la la la la la)
It's nothing personal
Did I push you down, down, down too far?
Rip your heart out with an electric guitar?
It seems to happy every time
And I'm sorry if I used you for a rhyme
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
I could control, I couldn't control the urge
AM, FM, stereo
I'm with you everywhere you go
You can try to shut me down
But your song is already all over town
I'm like a work of art
My muse is your broken heart
Well thanks to you I've got my hook
And you're just another page in my songbook
It's nothing personal
Did I push you down, down, down too far?
Rip your heart out with an electric guitar?
It seems to happy every time
And I'm sorry if I used you for a rhyme
Did I make you hate, hate, hate your car?
When you turn on the radio, there you are
It seems to happen every time
And I'm cashing in and taking every dime
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
Oops, did I hit a nerve?
I could control, I couldn't control the urge
Did I push you down, down, down too far?
Rip your heart out with an electric guitar?
It seems to happy every time
And I'm sorry if I used you for a rhyme
Did I make you hate, hate, hate your car?
When you turn on the radio, there you are
It seems to happen every time
And I'm cashing in and taking every dime

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