Girlfriends

I've grown quite accustomed to the mess
To all the sleepless nights, of which
You don't quite really remember.
Whatever, it's all the same.
yeah, 'cause right about now

All my girlfriends are breaking up with me.
And all my good friend?
Yeah, they're selling me out.
Oh, so what if I'm a burn out, baby?
You don't got to celebrate it.

The writing's on the bathroom wall,
I don't think I could read it
At least not, not in my condition.
But whatever, it's all the same.
yeah, 'cause right about now

All my girlfriends are breaking up with me.
And all my good friends?
Yeah, they're selling me out.
Oh, so what if I'm a burn out, baby?
You don't got to celebrate it.

All my girlfriends are breaking up with me. (all my girlfriends)
And all my good friends?
Yeah, they're selling me out(all my good friends)
Oh, so what if I'm a burnout, baby?
You don't got to celebrate it.

I'm sending a telephone message
For human ears to bear:
We're going to rock and roll heaven
I hope to see you there
I really hope to see you there
I really hope to see you there

'Cause I've grown quite accustomed to the mess
To all the sleepless nights, of which
I don't quite really remember
Whatever, it's all the same
Yeah, 'cause right about now

All my girlfriends are breakin' up with me,
And all my good friends?
Yeah, they're sellin' me out.
Oh, so what if I'm a burnout, baby,
You don't gotta celebrate it.

All my girlfriends are breakin' up with me.(all my girlfriends)
And all my good friends?
Yeah, they're sellin' me out.(all my good friends)
Oh, so what if I'm a burnout, baby? (all my girlfriends)
Oh, so what if I'm a burnout, baby? (all my girlfriends
Oh, so what if I'm a burnout, baby...
You don't gotta celebrate it.



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Ginsberg, Christopher Wayne Depew, Sloan Elliot Anderson
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