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oops, been forgetting the lyrics so here you go!

NICKLEBACK
Figured You Out

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that's on your knees
I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

I love the places that we go
I love the people that you know
I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out

I love the freckles on your chest
I like the way you like me best
I like the way you're not impressed
While you put me to the test
I like the wine stains on your dress

I love the way you pass the check
I love the good times that you wreck
I love to like your self respect
While you're passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out

I love your pants around your feet
I love the dirt that's on your knees
I love the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

I hate the places that we go
I hate the people that you know
I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that I
Just figured you out




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