Westfield Girls (are bad news)

Driving past these burning buildings
So glad to leave this place behind
What you thought of me it doesn't matter
Because these problems are no longer mine

I bet you thought you were the smart one
To get the jump on this story
You forgot it doesn't matter
You simply fell too short of greater glory

I wish you luck
On finding out what friendship really is
Massachusetts
A place where smiles, deceptions
Create a tranquil mist to hide your lies

From witches past
To which is present
Well I could smell it from a hundred miles
If you think that
You're affecting anyone
The pity well's gone dry

I wish you luck
On finding out what friendship really is
Massachusetts
A place where smiles, deceptions
Create a tranquil mist to hide your lies

And I never wanted this
And I never realized
That the things I wanted most
Were right in front of my eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Henry
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