She drew a heart upon his paper cup but the crayon faded he wrote a note, dropped it in her bag but she thought it was a receipt Him and her and
queen, i know youre not but what an evening you gave me and its done, like you want open your eyes but stay grounded sell your story to a magazine
from the movie is stuck on a minor chord dont try and tell me something then say that you forget it just speak lipstick gurl ! and ill return your
have nice thoughts this afternoon you stole my lips, and tangled them without intent kiss and tell the radio... lose your dress darling you wont need it
tell by your smile you beautiful inside wonderful and yeah but youre all the way there and im all the way here and i bet you have already forgot my name
i can taste is your lip-gloss But its comforting to know that i could have you... im sorry, sorry, truly sorry Your name on a post-it on my wall such a
everyday i see your face in a movie or a black and white magazine how can i find you? when all the time youre there like a kid in a candy shop we
me at all you say im useless as a million miles of sellotape i should make you a paper heart so you would see that from the start ive been a friend
to be true she spins me around, miss merry-go-round and im on the ground cause everyones down im falling at her feet on a driveway on her street
your mouths bite your tongue, until it bleeds Talking about someone who doesnt exist try to bring me down over some girls ive kissed put your seatbelt on
pretender i guess im leaving cos i know it wont work so cue the violins ill stick around, ill sleep on my friends floor and ill write you a letter
make it make it up to me easier said than done oh thy glorious one i hear if you swallow pride it has a bitter aftertaste youre so set in your