Mix Tape
- I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
- You're always made up.
- And I'm sick of your tattoos,
- and the way you always criticize the Smiths... and Morrissey.
- And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
- But when I say let's keep in touch,
- I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
- This is the first song for your mixtape.
- It's short just like your temper,
- but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool...
- I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
- You're always made up.
- And I'm sick of your tattoos, and the way you don't appreciate Brand New or me
- And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
- But when I say let's keep in touch,
- I hope you know I mean I wish that you'd grow up.
- This is the first song for your mixtape.
- It's short just like your temper,
- but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool...
- (yeah, but I wish you were my shadow.)
- (yeah, but I wish you were my shadow.)
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