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My perfect pin-up come off the wall
I ditched my buds for her bedroom but I swear it's not my fault
BB
I think these feelings must be holy
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This could be love, sorry love.
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I'd find her drunk in the street, kiss the puke off of her cheek, put her to bed.
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And in the morning my doll remembers nothing at all
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I never said.
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But now our summer's bending two different ways.
We talk like every other day but now the texts are getting shorter.
BB
Gotta sneak away to talk on the phone
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I kinda mumble so nobody else knows.
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The conversations are sweet, real nice but nothing too deep, not like before.
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Still say I love you, but now the words are forced from our mouths, kind of a bore.
Like we're not fun anymore.
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But now my pillows smell like you in the morning.
I've got your stain stuck in my sheets and I'm like holy pfft cannoli.
BB
I've got plenty competition I know.
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She'll find a new man to carry her home.
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He's probably cooler than me, sleeps right where I used to sleep, right by her door.
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