My Face Is My Ticket


Hey! Well I'm so sick to death of everything,
We've come to far to turn around and start again
I said, she said, we could never just be friends,
I guess that's true, this is where our story ends

We could've been everything
But you have to let us go
We could've been everything
I guess we'll never know

You said you could give it all,
Set us up for the rise and fall
Look at us now,
We're making it now on our own

And she says:
You're nothing but a stupid little dick
I said that's fine, cause you're a fucking hissy bitch
You're lame, insane
Nothing but a chore to me,
We're through, Fuck you
My new enemy







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