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|    Doug to All    |
|    Lyrics to "Not Ready To Make Nice"    |
|    13 Apr 06 19:28:38    |
      From: Doug234@webtv.net              Not Ready To Make Nice              Forgive, sounds good.       Forget: I'm not sure I could.       They say time heals everything,       But I'm still waiting.       I'm through with doubt:       There's nothing left for me to figure out.       I've paid a price,       An' I'll keep paying.       I'm not ready to make nice;       I'm not ready to back down.       I'm still mad as hell,       An' I don't have time,       To go round and round and round.       It's too late to make it right;       I prob'ly wouldn't if I could.       'Cause I'm mad as hell:       Can't bring myself,       To do what it is you think I should.       I know you said:       "Can't you just get over it?"       It turned my whole world around,       And I kind of like it.       I made my bed and I sleep like a baby,       With no regrets, and I don't mind sayin':       It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her,       Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.       And how in the world can the words that I said,       Send somebody so over the edge,       That they'd write me a letter sayin' that I better,       Shut up an' sing or my life will be over?       I'm not ready to make nice;       I'm not ready to back down.       I'm still mad as hell,       An' I don't have time,       To go round and round and round.       It's too late to make it right;       I prob'ly wouldn't if I could.       'Cause I'm mad as hell:       Can't bring myself,       To do what it is you think I should.        (I'm not ready to make nice;)       I'm not ready to back down. (Whoa, oh.)       I'm still mad as hell,       An' I don't have time,       To go round and round and round.       It's too late to make it right; (To make it right.)       I prob'ly wouldn't if I could.       'Cause I'm mad as hell:       Can't bring myself,       To do what it is you think I should.       What it is you think I should.       Oooh, ooh.       Forgive, sounds good.       Forget: I'm not sure I could.       They say time heals everything,       But I'm still waiting.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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