Don’t let it go to your head. Boys like you are dime a dozen.
“You’re So Last Summer”
She said, ”Don’t… don’t let it go to your head, boys like you are a dime a dozen.”
She said, ”You’re a touch overrated. You’re a lush and I hate it but these grass stains on my knees they won’t mean a thing.”
&All I need to know is that I’m something you’ll be missing?
Maybe I should hate you for this. Never really did ever quite get that far.
Maybe I should hate you for this, never really did ever quite get that…
I’d never lie to you unless I had to.
I’ll do what I got to.
The truth, is you could slit my throat &with my one last gasping breath I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
‘Cause I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions. This’ll be last chance you get to drop my name. If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar.
Maybe i should hate you for this.
If only you knew half as much as you pretend to.