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 over rated
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 I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did get quite that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that that...

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do 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 I'm something you'll be missing
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did get quite that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that that...

'Cause I'm a wishful with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance that you get to drop my name
'Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance that 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

You're So Last Summer by Taking Back Sunday

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*SIGH* *mumbles* I'd probably even try to clean the blood off...

*curls up in her corner with her pandoon and her blankie and sobs*

posted by Manda @ 12:10 AM+

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