Turn out to be all of your... Best friend's best friends
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I saved to sink you
But I folded, I told
So draw or throw and I will explode
It's time for you to choose
The bullet or the chapstick
And you are far to cute or whatever he said
(Yah!) Everytime I hear it,
I am wishing I was great
I wish her... Past tense my best friend
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I say to save me
But I folded, I told
Hope she's caught in the explosion
It's time for you to choose
The bullet or the chapstick
And you are far to cute or whatever he said
It's time for you to choose (Time for you to choose)
The bullet or the chapstick
And this is me in his room (This is me in his room)
Well this is me in his room
Red, gold, I told
We don't play fair
Red, gold, I told
We never stand too close
So I update this almost every single day for you... I
Begin to hate you for your face not just the things you do
Go tell him how my wrist is sore
From pulling at your insides all night
And nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you
It's funny how your... Worst enemies always seem to Turn out to be all of your... Best friend's best friends But I folded and I told These aren't things I saved to sink you But I folded, I told So draw or throw and I will explode It's time for you to choose The bullet or the chapstick And you are far to cute or whatever he said (Yah!) Everytime I hear it, I am wishing I was great I wish her... Past tense my best friend But I folded and I told These aren't things I say to save me But I folded, I told Hope she's caught in the explosion It's time for you to choose The bullet or the chapstick And you are far to cute or whatever he said It's time for you to choose (Time for you to choose) The bullet or the chapstick And this is me in his room (This is me in his room) Well this is me in his room Red, gold, I told We don't play fair Red, gold, I told We never stand too close So I update this almost every single day for you... I Begin to hate you for your face not just the things you do Go tell him how my wrist is sore From pulling at your insides all night And nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you Explain Request ×
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