
You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you P.M.S
Like a bitch (chick)
I would know
And you over think
Always speak cryptically
I should know
That you’re no good for me
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I want to lock you up in my closet, where no one’s around
I want to put your hand in my pocket, because you’re allowed
I want to drive you into the corner, and kiss you without a sound
I want to stay this way forever, I’ll say it loud
Now you’re in and you can’t get out
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