THIST GOES OUT TO THE NEXT BOY WHO HITS AND DONT MISS
AND THIS GOES OUT TO THE NEXT BOY WHO TOUCHES YOUR LIPS...
THIS GOES OUT TO THE NEXT BOY WHO USES YOU AND
THIS GOES OUT TO THE NEXT BOY
WHO THINKS YOUR JUST A GOOD TIME
I HATE YOU
AND IF I WERENT THIS HOLY I WOULD CREATE A POISON AND LET YOU HAVE A SIP
RIP OFF YOUR LIPS AND
DANGLE YOUR “SHES AN EASY TIME†LIFE OVER A CLIFF
COVER YOU IN GASOLINE WITH MY BROKEN HEART
I’D MAKE SURE YOU WERE BOTH THERE AND HAVE IT LIT
