You gotta help me out
It’s all a blur last night
We need a taxi ’cause you’re hung-over and I’m broke
I lost my fake ID but you lost the motel key
Spare me your freakin’ dirty looks

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You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you PMS
Like a bitch, I would know
And you overthink
Always speak cryptically
I should know
That you’re no good for me

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Comparisons are easily done
Once you’ve had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I pick the ripest one
I still got the seed

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You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you, PMS
Like a bitch
I would know

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This was never the way i planned,
not my intention.
i got so brave, drink in hand,
lost my discretion.
It’s not what i’m used to,
just want to try you on.
i’m curious, for you,
caught my attention.

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