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Complaintor (The Color Fred)

These four years were a suicide But you volunteered and kept it alive So you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain You can't fix what was born to break So the marriage lives for the children's sake And you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain "This is what you signed up for" (Take me off that list) "This is what you signed up for" And when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me 'Cause I'm so vain (No you can't complain) No you can't complain when you can't come back to me. These 4 years were a suicide And you're worse off now 'cause you did survive But you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain, no you can't complain Life turns out just a stepping stone You forget yourself You should have known (That you can't complain) You should've known better. (No you can't complain) And now you can't complain when you can't come back to me "This is what you signed up for" (Take me off that list) "This is what you signed up for" But when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me 'Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain) No you can't complain when you can't come back And when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me 'Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain) No you can't complain when you can't come back to me You can't come back to me This will end (This will end) If you choose To do nothing, nothing This will end (This will end) If you choose To do nothing, nothing This will end (This will end) If you choose To do nothing, nothing, nothing But I can't live like this(I can't live like this) No I won't be here And when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me 'Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain) And when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me 'Cause I'm so vain (no, you can't complain) And when tomorrow comes, you're gonna write a song You're gonna send it out to me but you can't complain to me