She said, Don´t...don´t let it go to your head.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen.
She said...You´re a touch over-rated.
You´re a lush, and I hate it.
But these grass stains on my knees,
They won´t mean a thing

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And all I need to know is that I´m something you´ll be missin´
Well, maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that..

I´d never lie to you
Unless I had to, I´ll do what I got to (x2)
The truth...is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I´d apologize for bleeding on your shirt

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´cause I´m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This´ll be the last chance you´ll get to drop my name
´cause I´m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This´ll be the last time you´ll get to drop my name

If I´m just bad news, then you´re a liar (x4)
Maybe I should hate you for this (x2)