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Boys
03:51
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So here i lay
playing your game
i'll do anything for a body in my bed
I just hate these blackout weekends
where there's nothing new to see, so
lets get drunk and walk up and down Elm Street
there’s a green line on my finger from his ring
i'll do anything
i'll do anything
i'll do anything
i'll do anything
i'll do anything
just to see you once again
can't you just spend the night?
i don't care about your 8am
i didn't want to be yours
i just need to be adored
by boys
Boys
I’ve kissed you twice and i dont mind its just
I feel ive been so nice, it isnt like me
I thought i could hold my own, alone in ohio but now
I'm the prettiest doormat you’ll ever meet
And you're the meanest boy to ever treat me sweet
Anything, I’ll do anything
i'll do anything
i'll do anything
Give up parts of my body until its gone
Held back your hair, now you’re acting so withdrawn
I wanted to kiss on the roof, stay up smoking until dawn
I dont care whose there with me, just tell me that i'm pretty
and i'm sure that we can work something out
its all i can ever talk about
Boys
Boys
Boys
Boys
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2. |
Glow
03:01
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i light up, i glow for you
im making conversation in your best friends room
curled like a cat on day-drunk summer afternoons
i like how you’d say i love you way too soon
I like you, you make me come
im not undone, im having fun
and i won’t lie, it does feel nice
since you’re known for tossing girls aside
you took me out to dinner said
you were in the mood to spend, we
barely spoke a word the entire time
i just want to be close to you
i don’t even mind
and when you leave to go to sleep,
you leave me with your friends
and i have to act like im not tired
like i'm not hanging around just to try and feel desired
well maybe, I can’t rest
’til someone says that i’m the best
so please don’t mention what i lack
dont waste my time, i know that you dont want me back
i let my day run a shitty course for you
if you were gonna just ignore me, why invite me to your room
and was it so naive for me to assume
i wouldn’t have to barter and beg to wake up next to you
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3. |
Hardwood
03:07
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And he said he’d never felt this way about anyone before
Looking down on me while I bruised my knees on his hardwood floor
And when I heard it I felt sick and I felt nothing but being alone is such a chore
Maybe it’s cos it was obvious from the start he mistook being in love with being adored
When i’m outgrown, another girl will come take care of you
But we’ll still sit together at dinner every night
I feel pathetic staring at the mud on your shoes
Holding my breath until you say goodnight
Then I act fucking crazy, I can't wait until this feeling goes away
Our friends get annoyed cuz you're all I can talk about as of late
then you talk to me and I remember we never had much to say
Doesn't matter I miss you anyway
I wish I could spit it all back into your mouth
I melt into the wall like decoration in your house
But I’d rather sleep in your room and feel alone
Then go back to my own feeling whole
You're just a hole I’m filling
Isn't my time worth killing
Someone else's mouth has left a bruise on your neck
And I stare, cos now there’s really nothing left
I stare and I stare and I stare and I stare
Because now there’s really nothing left
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4. |
Vaseline
02:30
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Vaseline and hello kitty stickers and cigarettes and lip balm and bags that reek of liquor
Spools of thread, book versions of movies, a pocket knife and your half-empty diary
Do you even think of me?
Half naked on your tv screen?
I left all my Fridays free,
You bought me little presents when you’d bail on me
Candy that you know I’ll never eat, rose petals and bubble bath eyeshadow from Macy's
It’s with such ease that you receive, tapestries and tattoo needles
rosaries and weed, you said
"Your boyfriend’s always mad at me,
the least you can do is stop pretending you’ll leave
My room’s not open territory
For you to find excuses to try to kiss me"
Different seasons different years
And schools you stopped changing up the colors of your hair, but
You know that ill always be right here
Hanging by a thread playing with the piercings on your ear
You're all I wanted to be
You're all I wanted for me
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5. |
I Wanna Go Outside
04:07
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It was warm on the day that we got here
It was warm on the day that we left
Drunk before 1pm laughing loud and impolitely
All of my half-assed goodbyes tangled up in my head
Now i want to go outside
All of the embarrassing things that i have ever said
Boiled down to your room, to your bed
Made a fool of myself and i knew it was time to go home
But i stayed while you yelled "it's not my fault you can't be alone"
Till you said it's getting late and i think i'll probably just pass out
And i took the hint, walked home barefoot with my makeup smudged and my shirt inside out
Now i want to go outside
Told her i'm so glad you're my only real friend
Holding back my hair every weekend
But when i'm not around do you miss me?
Like i miss you 121 elm street
I want to go outside
(I wanna go to a party feel somebody's body on my body)
I want to go outside
(I wanna kiss a stranger the subway pole make)
I want to go outside
(Love to the bathroom floor)
I want to go outside
(The gas station door)
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