You blew me a kiss in the class that she skips
And you hold my hand, but she bites my lips
I'll wear your sweater, for her, I unzip
You write me love letters, while she gets pink slips
She gets pink slips
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Should butterflies be in my stomach while my head is on your lap?
Shouldn't I be feeling something?
Can't get myself to love you back
And your eyeliner is flawless
Always colored in the lines
But her makeup's always running
And in the race she's first in line
You blew me a kiss in the class that she skips
And you hold my hand, but she bites my lips
I'll wear your sweater, for her, I unzip
You write me love letters, while she gets pink slips
She gets pink slips
You're giving me too much attention
You think you're doing it all right
I guess in theory it's all perfect
But perfect's never been my type
And this is all wrong in my head
It might sound a little twisted
But she's living like she's already dead
And I'm a sucker for the wicked
I always want what I can't have
I guess we have that in common
I'm always looking for the greener grass
And she's the daisy in my garden
And it seems we're in the same boat
Clinging to something that could never float
Diving head first in the deep end
Drowning in love poison
You blew me a kiss in the class that she skips
And you hold my hand, but she bites my lips
I'll wear your sweater, for her, I unzip
You write me love letters, while she gets pink slips
You blew me a kiss in the class that she skips
And you hold my hand, but she bites my lips
I'll wear your sweater, for her, I unzip
You write me love letters, while she gets pink slips