If i were a terrorist (i'd bomb your graduation)
by Something Corporate
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She´s out of school again
But she won´t be calling from where she is going
the lines are jammed this time
what could a girl like her need with a slacker like me
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
So I´m going on tour with the band
She said "stay for the summer" but she don´t understand
That the radio plays what they want you to hear
and I want them to play you your love song this year
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones
This is the year my girlfirends leaving home
She´ll probably end up with a frat guy
She´ll probably get pinned while I sleep in the van
I´m sure she´ll be home for thanksgiving
I´ll send her a picture of me making out with a fan.... And.....
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones
This is the year my girlfirends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
home
But she won´t be calling from where she is going
the lines are jammed this time
what could a girl like her need with a slacker like me
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
So I´m going on tour with the band
She said "stay for the summer" but she don´t understand
That the radio plays what they want you to hear
and I want them to play you your love song this year
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones
This is the year my girlfirends leaving home
She´ll probably end up with a frat guy
She´ll probably get pinned while I sleep in the van
I´m sure she´ll be home for thanksgiving
I´ll send her a picture of me making out with a fan.... And.....
If I were a terrorist
I´d bomb you´re graduation
If I were a terrorist
there´d be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones
This is the year my girlfirends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
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