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Text: Anastacia. Not That Kind. I'm Outta Love.

Now baby come on, don't claim that love you never let me feel
I should've known, 'cause you've brought nothing real
Come on be a man about it, you won't die
I ain't got no more tears to cry and I can't take this no more
You know I gotta let it go and you know

I'm outta love, set me free and let me out this misery
Just show me the way to get my life again
'Cause you can't handle me, I'm outta love, can't you see?
Baby, that you've gotta set me free, I'm outta love

Said how many times have I tried to turn this love around?
But every time you just let me down, come on be a man about it
You'll survive, true that you can work it out all right, tell me
Yesterday did you know, I'd be the one to let you go? And you know

I'm outta love, set me free and let me out this misery
Just show me the way to get my life again
'Cause you can't handle me, I'm outta love, can't you see?
Baby, that you've gotta set me free, I'm outta love

Let me get over you the way you've gotten over me too, yeah
Seems like my time has come and now I'm moving on
I'll be strong, yeah

I'm outta love, set me free and let me out this misery
Just show me the way to get my life again
'Cause you can't handle me, I'm outta love, can't you see?
Baby, that you've gotta set me free, I'm outta love