Hey Are you ready for a new style in this scene? Start some shit! Don't admit you were your ex-boyfriend's bitch everyday of the week. So smooth about
oh my God shes everything she always there when im in need of... this body language im tyring to read right now. your favorite movies are subtitled and
Can i ask one question Before our lips collide? Will you still be by my side When clouds fall from the sky? If it's love then surely it's strong enough
Awkward silence I graze your hand my heart is racing to comprehend it I never fell for a girl I just met but she's carefully taken my heart from my chest
Just give me a sign, Your place or mine. Nineteen and blonde with rolling eyes To my surprise ......................... We need to break them in Maybe
She sent a curve in the current of faintly feeling alive and insecurity got the better part of me. Courage came seeping out and left me the weakened boy
Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective attention Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective
of your mouth to an appearing frown there's more to it than in might sound sharpen your overacting skills to cut through the tension mark your words with confidence selective
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Can I ask one question Before our lips collide? Will you still be by my side When clouds fall from the sky? If it's love then surely it's strong enough
The moment you caught my stare I was nervous, and well aware of Your uncanny ability to make boys fall This tension is killing me Let's stay out late
Tell me exactly how to walk right out The band's too loud. I want you now... to tell me loads of shit I've never heard before Everybody's begging you
don't know my name And how I need to feel a hand in mine One heartbeat at a time Maybe I'm starting to feel something Close and tossing stares Bite
Tell me a lie, the kind that makes our wounds heal And warm us in the cold We're sleeping in; I never want us to get up You're an apology left unheard
Draw lines in the sand with your bare hands I cant stand how you react, your mind's off track Recite these lines that try to find the kind of wine
1, 2, 3, 4, Can't try to compromise the shy-shy nights The girls that get too drunk Can't seem to dissagree with anyone Who says he sexed the club
get up i sing it loud so you can hear me apparently i'm not loud enough cause all this shit is in slow motion i can't think fast or fast enough i'm starting
and true As her voice cuts right though my ears Worring's not the worst part My God she's coming in close It's those awkward beginnings that starts To
