Paroles de If I Find Another One Of Your Bobby Pins In My Bed, I Am Coming By To Shove Them Up Your Ass
My silenceIs not enough for you
There'll be other boys
To be in love with only you
And their own voices
So that's the fruit of all your choices
So tell me if you dare
How is this fair
How is this fair
How is this fair
Somebody nuke them
For both our sakes
So long, sweet nothing (Goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks
These stakes
Are not so deep for you
Off in the next tent
They're glad to sleep with only you
And your best friends
So that's the fruit of your investments
So long and take good care
How is this fair
How is this fair
How is this fair I hope your heart breaks
Back at the compound
The jaded and the jealous
Are drawing up committees
And voting to expel us
They're fleshing out all the details
On which underpants you wore
We had oh-so-little time
And oh-so-much to answer for
We are set upon by thieves
Who are lining up to pray
That I will find
The guts to leave
Or you will find
The guts to stay
So off you go
Applying lipstick
The guests are superficial
And unartistic
You are ever wistful
For pretense by the fistful
From boys pummeling the air
Why would I care
Why should I care
Why do I care
The camp is burning
They dredge the lake
So long, sweet nothing (Goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks
So so long, sweet nothing (So goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks.
How is this fair
How is this fair
How is this fair
Somebody nuke them
For both our sakes
So long, sweet nothing (Goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks
These stakes
Are not so deep for you
Off in the next tent
They're glad to sleep with only you
And your best friends
So that's the fruit of your investments
So long and take good care
How is this fair
How is this fair
How is this fair I hope your heart breaks
Back at the compound
The jaded and the jealous
Are drawing up committees
And voting to expel us
They're fleshing out all the details
On which underpants you wore
We had oh-so-little time
And oh-so-much to answer for
We are set upon by thieves
Who are lining up to pray
That I will find
The guts to leave
Or you will find
The guts to stay
So off you go
Applying lipstick
The guests are superficial
And unartistic
You are ever wistful
For pretense by the fistful
From boys pummeling the air
Why would I care
Why should I care
Why do I care
The camp is burning
They dredge the lake
So long, sweet nothing (Goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks
So so long, sweet nothing (So goodbye, Amanda)
I hope your heart breaks.
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