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and the award for the
best liar goes to you.
one.
and swallow up the words you said to me,
i couldn't care less about you anymore.
while i cry tonight i'll remember what you did.
then i will wipe my eyes, because
you lost the best thing in your life baby.
two.
teenage love?
there isn't such a thing.
cause fucking is just fucking
when you're only sixteen.
three.
tell me now can you still taste him?
cause you know you'll never wash your hands of this.
take it back, take it all back now, every drunken
kiss that landed on his lips from you..
four.
its not that i want to still hold on.
its just that i'm scared of seeing you
with someone else because its something
i never wanted to have to do.
five.
he left her for another. she
was hopeless in love now
she's just hopeless in pain.
six.
so maybe someday you'll realize what you lost.
she needed you and all you did was
turn away that beautiful hair of yours.
yeah, you took her for granted,
but now she knows you're hideous inside.
seven.
no, don't you dare say you want to be friends.
don't you dare ask if we can, and don't even
think about saying you don't want to lose me.
if you don't want to lose someone
you don't break up with them, you just don't.
and despite what you're thinking right now, no,
we're not going to see each other and no,
we're not going to talk. say you're sorry,
i dare you. because i'm sorry too. i'm sorry for you.
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eight.
and i remember your favorite lines,
saying "you need some space."
and i stood and let you go,
but i was too in love with you to leave.
and you were too in love with having someone,
someone you could form to fit your needs..
nine.
so go ahead and jump the gun,
but stop acting like you care.
you've got the fakest smile i've
ever seen and oh god you wear it out.
and we never talk about this,
you're letting yourself go.
ten.
i'm not gonna be sixteen forever
so i'm singing this song as loud as i can,
as i drive too fast with my best friends.
i don't wonder if you're wondering where i am,
because the truth is, i don't care if i ever see you again.
eleven.
brushing my wet hair away from my face,
and watching a show that isn't even my taste.
i find more comfort in food and alcohol
than i could have ever found in you.
learned that i don't even like the radio anymore.
too many songs remind me of you.
twelve.
it was my mistake to believe that
i actually meant something to him.
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