I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf While jacking off listening to Mozart You bitch and moan about LA Wishing you were in the rain reading Hemingway You don’t eat meat And drive electrical cars You’re so indie rock it’s almost an art You need SPF 45 just to stay alive
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You’re so sad maybe you should buy a happy meal You’re so skinny you should really Super Size the deal Secretly you’re so amused That nobody understands you I’m so mean cause I cannot get you outta your head I’m so angry cause you’d rather MySpace instead I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…
You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys No you don’t even like No you don’t even like No you don’t even like boys You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys No you don’t even like No you don’t even like No you don’t even like…
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You walk around like you’re oh so debonair You pull ‘em down and there’s really nothing there I wish you would just be real with me
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