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've saved to sink you
but I folded and I told
So draw or throw and I will explode
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
Or "you are far too cute"
or whatever he said
Every time I hear it
I am wishing I was great
I wished her
Past tense my best friend
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I say to save me
But I folded and I told
I hope she's caught in the explosion
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
Or "you are far too cute"
or whatever he said
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
This is me in his room (echoes)
(Red)
So I update this almost every single day for you
(Gold)
(I told)
I begin to hate you for your face and not just the things you do
(We don't play fair)
So go tell him why my wrist is sore
(Red)
(Gold)
from pulling out your insides all night, Nothing that you do is new to anything or
(I told)
(We never stand too close)
Anyone but you.
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