Angel Girl

I tore my skirt
Got dirt on my shirt
I don't like it here anymore
Sleep through Sunday
Left my brain on my bedroom floor
Twenty minutes late
To setting my house on fire
Hiding in the parking lot after dark
I'm a liar

Meet me in the car
Drive me somewhere far
Try to scream my headache away
And there's nothing to say
So don't say it, okay?
And I don't even like you very much
And you don't even like me at all
Who cares about your pretty hair
It's not my fault

Now the ground is cold
The joke has gotten old
How long was I in my head?
Tearing at the threads
I'm only doing what I'm told
Angel Girl
The scariest girl in the world
Angel Girl

Who cares, who cares
Angel Girl
Who cares, Angel Girl
Who cares, who cares
Angel Girl
Who cares, Angel Girl
Angel Girl



Credits
Writer(s): Kaiya Macisaac
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