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It's golden hour with you You twist my words with a broken tongue you use Broken tongue you use Honey don't talk, don't say Don't make me sad, just kiss me and we'll stay Third time's a charm you said Standing here, cheeks all stained with tears All that's left of me on you is a lipstick smear but Sometimes I don't like myself that much Sometimes I use our past as a crutch Sometimes I think about you too much You're bulletproof, I'm paper thin God this hurts like hell A girl who has a metal heart Could take care of herself Ooh ooh ooh I'll think the world of you Ooh ooh ooh Without wanting to Ooh ooh ooh Our pasts are stuck like glue I know you know, I saved the best for you Making out on too much booze Your bad taste in music is buzzing through our shoes Buzzing through our shoes Bit off more than you could chew I made you a boy out of a man, it's true You painted our love blue The plans we made while drinking your Dad's beer Promising these wouldn't just be sweetheart years Sometimes I don't like myself that much Sometimes I use our past as a crutch Sometimes I think about you too much You're bulletproof, I'm paper thin God this hurts like hell A girl who has a metal heart Could take care of herself Ooh ooh ooh I'll think the world of you Ooh ooh ooh Without wanting to Ooh ooh ooh Our pasts are stuck like glue I know you know, I saved the best for you I don't wanna hear through sour grapevines Don't make it hard by being kind It's just a state of mind Throw me to the wolves and the whispered slights Close this chapter up airtight I'll drive you home, let's call it a night I'll drive you home, let's call it a night I'll drive you home, let's call it a night
Writer(s): Eliza Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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