when I get home, you're so dead// mayday parade
so say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under,
lipstick lullabies,
this is sorry for the last time,
and baby I understand that you're making new friends,
this is how you get by,
the moral this time is,
girls make boys cry
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Song lyrics
RandomJust some of my favorite song quotes that i feel as if should be shared. | fivehotsauce
