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The Tortured Poets Department Last Lyrics Quiz (TTPD)

For each final lyric of a song, type the corresponding song title. All 31 tracks on "The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology" are included. Abbreviations for many songs are allowed as type-ins. See also: https://www.jetpunk.com/user-quizzes/1715395/the-tortured-poets-department-first-lyrics-quiz-ttpd
NOTE: Several of these songs end with the title. In these cases, I will use the last lyric excluding the title.
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Last updated: April 29, 2024
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Lyrics
Song
Go on, f*ck me up
Florida!!!
F*ck it if I can't have him
Down Bad
But I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
You're the loss of my life
loml
What if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time?
I Look In People's Windows
Ah, try and come for my job
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart
But I looked to the sky and said (Please)
The Prophecy
But I still don't know
How Did It End?
You'll find that you were never not mine
imgonnagetyouback
Your words were still just ringin' in my head, ringin' in my head
thanK you aIMee
Am I allowed to cry?
Guilty as Sin?
The future's bright, dazzling
Clara Bow
These chemicals hit me like white wine
The Alchemy
But oh my God, you should see your faces
But Daddy I Love Him
So who's afraid of me?
Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?
Promises oceans deep, but never to keep
Peter
And I'll forget you, but I'll never forgive
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
But it's gonna be alright, I did my time
Fresh Out The Slammer
It's so quiet
Cassandra
You'll (You'll) find (Find) someone
So Long, London
'Cause old habits die screaming
The Black Dog
Like you are a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy
I Hate It Here
Woah, maybe I can't
I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)
Will I always wonder?
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus
You already know, babe
So High School
She is here to destroy you
The Albatross
She fell through the ice, then came out alive
The Bolter
But the story isn't mine anymore
The Manuscript
Who else decodes you?
The Tortured Poets Department
But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you
Fortnight
Wilder and lighter for you
Robin
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