so this is a genderswap mix about punk zayn and her straight best friend with terrible taste in men, liam. they start hooking up, but liam is not a lesbian or anything.
one. metric.
soft rock star. bubble gumball martini is nothing like dépanneur red wine. travel through time; who were you after you were mine?
two. motion city soundtrack.
the future freaks me out. betty can’t quit carving question marks in my wrist; how come we’re so alone?
three. kings of leon.
on call. she said, call me now, baby, and i’ll come running.
four. childish gambino.
do ya like. baby girl, you know what i want.
five. nellie veitenheimer.
if i were a boy (beyonce). i swear i’d be a better man.
six. hole.
doll parts. yeah, they really want you, but i do, too.
seven. lana del rey.
this is what makes us girls. we all look for heaven and we put love first.
eight. third eye blind.
water landing. ‘cause she uses boys like bandages but the wounds remain the same. i know chasing after you won’t change a thing.
nine. jjamz.
heartbeat. i was waiting for a long, long time for you to feel the same.
ten. florence + the machine.
only if for a night. but she came over me like some holy rite, and although i was burning, you’re the only light.
eleven. emily haines & the soft skeleton.
nothing & nowhere. there’s no replacement for places; i’ll always love you, you’re mine.
twelve. holly miranda.
i'd rather go blind (etta james). i was just sittin’ here thinkin’ of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah.
thirteen. kate nash.
nicest thing. basically, i wish that you loved me. i wish that you needed me. i wish that you knew when i said two sugars, actually, i meant three.
fourteen. regina spektor.
better. if you never say your name out loud to anyone, they can never ever call you by it.
fifteen. broken social scene.
anthem for a seventeen-year-old girl. bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash under your breath.
sixteen. kate tucker.
i'm on fire (bruce springsteen). can he do to you the things that i do? i can take you higher, oh, i ‘m on fire.
seventeen. sleater-kinney.
modern girl. my baby loves me, i’m so happy. happy makes me a modern girl.
eighteen. margot & the nuclear so and so’s.
as tall as cliffs. but when we wake up in our make-up, we’ll be clean, and we won’t have nowhere to be.
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