I've got a headache
the size of an earthquake
in California lust
I feel the bed shake
the feeling of the matress
underneath us
Baby girl
can i rock your world
leave my mark behind
Baby girl
are you ready for this
i remember every single line
December trysts
ribbons wrapped around broken wrists
This happens when you fall
she fell, i fell, we fell (apart)
Tonight
we're not getting any younger
but i'll be damned if i let you leave
whoa oh she believes
whoa no can't let you leave
oh whoa she thinks of me
oh no i can't think
Tomorrow
stretched across the bed
drain the red
drain my head
these thoughts
blocking any chance of you
the bullets won't go through
signed off and turned on
make this go away
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