It's gone on far too long,
Why are you never wrong?
Why are the stories always the same?
Seems like they always
Big mouth strikes again at last
I'm when I thought that
I've waited too long to have you
Hide in the back
Half the girl I used to be
She's still dressing
Raise your hands up to the skies
And pray for a
You're breaking down inside
You're breaking down inside
It's just a matter
It's funny that way, you can get used
To the tears
I soaked my eyes in static
You taught me how
Let's get just a little too proud
That's the way it
I'm starting to crave a kalashnikov
I'm spending my pennies
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