| There were girls on boys, there were girls on girls
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| Red heels on a table, in a champagne blur
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| It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up
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| We were emptying bottles, we were pushing our luck
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| And it turned in to the longest night of our whole damn lives
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| At the wildest times our whole
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| It all started with girls on boys, girls on girls
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| Red heels on a table and I didn't care
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| It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up
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| I got high to forget you, I got high
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| It all started with a broken heart
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| It all started with girls on boys
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| It all started with a broken heart
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| No, you wouldn't come home, so I stayed up
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| Oh, then I wouldn't see you with someone in the cold
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| It's all kinda empty, so I filled it with rum
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| It was stupid and crazy, I was comfortably numb
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| It turned in to the longest night of our whole damn lives
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| At the wildest times our whole
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| It all started with girls on boys, girls on girls
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| Red heels on a table and I didn't care
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| It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up
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| I got high to forget you, I got high [?]
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| It all started with a broken heart
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| It all started with girls on boys
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| Girls on boys
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| It all started with girls on boys
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| Girls on girls
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| Red heels on a table and I didn't care
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| It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up
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| I got high to forget you, I got high
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| It all started with a broken heart |