Screw you.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
You're a touch overrated.
But these grass stains on my knees won't mean a thing.
Maybe I should hate you for this.
Never really did get that far.
Maybe I should hate you for this.
Never really did ever quite get that.
I'd never lie to you.
Unless I had to, I'll do what i got to.
The truthi s you could slit my throat,
And with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missing.
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions.
This'll be the last chance you'll get to drop my name.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
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I'll be just fine, pretending I'm not.
SO DEEP THAT I DIDN'T EVEN SCREAM FUCK ME.