| Cutting class, what’s it gonna do?
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| I’m a mess, it’s nothing really new
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| Hoping you can see how hard I’m tripping
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| Ditching friends just to go to your shows
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| and watch you sing about another girl
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| Oh I might start dying
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| I’ll bring the pain, will you be my drug?
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| We could ride into the sun
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| Try and think about nothing at all
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| Maybe I should just call you up
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| cause I have a little trouble saying what I want
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| Maybe I’m just trying too hard, what do I do?
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| I can’t keep wasting my emotions on you
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| Getting high on the drug that I call you
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| I can’t keep wasting my emotions on you
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| I gotta stop wasting my emotions on you
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| I’m about to kiss for you
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| I’m about to shoot the blue
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| Up and down, I’m losing my mind
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| Training me, training you
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| Call me crazy, it’s deja vu
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| Cut me deep but nothing left to find
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| I’ll bring the pain, will you be my drug?
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| We could ride into the sun
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| Try and think about nothing at all
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| Maybe I should just call you up
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| cause I have a little trouble saying what I want
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| Maybe I’m just trying too hard, what do I do?
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| I can’t keep wasting my emotions on you
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| Getting high on the drug that I call you
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| I can’t keep wasting my emotions on you
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| I gotta stop wasting my emotions on you |