i think she deserved it
Picture perfect, that bitch was picture perfect
P-picture perfect, I pray that it was worth it
I'm sorry to that one girl, I left that bitch deserted
I'm sick inside the head, I'm so deranged, I'm so perverted
Like, like, like, like
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? What did you say?
Totally better than, uh, fucking nobody
You fucking suck
Stuck because I wasn't ever needed
Stuck because I wasn't ever needed
Stuck becausе I wasn't ever needed
Play thе guitar 'cause you can't really talk to me
You're just chillin' upstairs, but your room gives me bad memories
Sorry that I had enough of you, but just let it be
Sorry that I thought you had enough fuckin' room for me
I think bad things all the fuckin' time, and
What if I think a bad thought, and just let it be?
Wear a whole case stained with murderer accessories
Oh, my god, three, two, one, you should go now
We're all meant to be, whatever America says
I fucking hate my town (I fucking hate this town)
I fucking hate the West, I fucking hate your love
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
P-picture perfect, I pray that it was worth it
I'm sorry to that one girl, I left that bitch deserted
I'm sick inside the head, I'm so deranged, I'm so perverted
Like, like, like, like
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? I'm locked in
What did you say? What did you say?
Totally better than, uh, fucking nobody
You fucking suck
Stuck because I wasn't ever needed
Stuck because I wasn't ever needed
Stuck becausе I wasn't ever needed
Play thе guitar 'cause you can't really talk to me
You're just chillin' upstairs, but your room gives me bad memories
Sorry that I had enough of you, but just let it be
Sorry that I thought you had enough fuckin' room for me
I think bad things all the fuckin' time, and
What if I think a bad thought, and just let it be?
Wear a whole case stained with murderer accessories
Oh, my god, three, two, one, you should go now
We're all meant to be, whatever America says
I fucking hate my town (I fucking hate this town)
I fucking hate the West, I fucking hate your love
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
Make sure I'ma do it right at your door
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