They warned me about boys like you,
The ones that skip class too often,
and wear their hair a little higher than their GPA.
They told me to stay away.
They told me to stay away.
But what's the fun in doing what you're told?
Moody and cynical never looked so good,
and getting your attention never felt so rewarding.
I keep hitting the keys
T, t t t t t....Try to forget those feelings
and
C, c c c c c...See that he's not even worth your time.
I'm over the heartache, because I already went through that 2 months ago,
when you pulled this shit the first time.
The first time you tossed my heart aside,
because yours still belongs to her.
The first time, I gave into your bad apologies.
It was the first time, and what should've been the last.
So now I'm mostly just upset about polaroid film wasted,
and my bad judgment of character.
But lets give it up for the second chances and high school dances,
because really, that's the only thing holding any of these "relationships" together.
January 27th came a little sooner than expected
But now that holiday's and birthday's have passed,
I'd say that you couldn't have picked a better time to call it quits,
so thank you.
so thank you.
P.S. I'd like my things back.
