Rookie Move - Short Sleeves | Текст песни

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I've said some things off the cuff
Was just being honest, but you would call my bluff
Now, all I look to are three day weekends
My face in the pillow, my lack of common sense
With sunken eyes and a pit in my stomach
I'll try my best to get up from this blanket
I hope you're happy now confined to some odd college town
WIth friends you'd like to ignore
To hear you complain more
I'm level headed
Sitting in your bedroom
I'm rolling my eyes
At the idea of compromise
To dwell on what's happy
(I'm still wearing all the same old clothes I've worn)
And hope for more lies
(And they look lived in)
Is the best way
(I'm still wearing all the same old clothes I've worn)
To use all of my time
(And they are lived in)
Why can't I see through you the way you see through me?

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