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 Oohh you rubbed me  the wrong way
 Oohh  was something that you didn't say
 Gotta  it back gotta get it back gotta get it back
 Or we might  regret it
 
 We seem to  a knack for miscommunication
 it stabbed us in the back  time
  this the end of the line
 'cause that'd be  crime
 
  I sit under an angry cloud
 what  hold of me
 There's a voice that sounds  loud
 it bangs on 
 wanna live  another world with no frustrations
 and miscommunication
 
 Oohh why'd  have to try hard
 Oohh  got under my radar
 Wanna be  wanna be detached wanna be detached
 So  can just forget it
 
 We seem to have a knack for 
 it stabbed us  the back this time
 Is this the end  the line
 'cause that'd  a crime
 
 Now I  under an angry cloud
 what  hold of me
 there's a voice that sounds too 
 it bangs on 
 wanna live in another world with  frustrations
 and miscommunication
 
  we are) Transatlantic
 (he knows it) drives me 
 (so I ask myself)  the future
 (why  new computer
 
 Oohh it was  that you didn't say?