(I don't give a fuck about this thing)
(Fucking $70 piece of shit)
The screeching tires seem
Like they're ripping through my back door
It's not like I
I meant to say these things to you
To you
The screeching tires seem
Like they're ripping through my back door
It's not like I
I meant to say these things to you
To you
'Cause I'm so afraid to be that way
That I knew
That I knew
That I knew
And the screeching tires seem
Like they're ripping through my back door
It's not like I
I meant to say these things to you
To you
To you
