Sep 20, 2004 19:42
she said-
don't, don't let it go to your head. boys like you are a dime a dozen, boys like you are a dime a dozen.
she said-
you're a touch overrated, you're a lush and i hate it, but these grass stains on my knees they won't mean a thing.
and all I need to know, is that i'm something you'll be missing. maybe i should hate you for this, never really did ever quite 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. unless i had to i'll what i got to.
the truth is, 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. maybe i should hate you for this, never really did ever quite get that far. maybe i should hate you for this, never really did ever quite get that far.
cause i'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions, this'll be the last chance you get to drop my name. cause i'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions, this'll be the last chance you get to drop my name.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.