This one time I kissed a girl for class war
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I pulled her hips in close and held my left fist
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High above her pale right clavicle
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And she said, "Tell me darling, do you think we have a future?"
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Well, maybe kinda, pretty sure we do between us
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Bring over pictures of your dead pets and relatives
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And we'll just say it's over if I don't shed any tears
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I'm calling you again on your telephone
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And all I ever get is another stupid ringtone
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He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning, I know
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He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning
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As if I walked into the room to see my ex-girlfriend
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Who by the way, I'm still in love with
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Sucking the face of some pretty boy
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With my favorite band's most popular song in the background
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Is it wrong that I can't decide which bothers me most?
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In the forefront of my mind it's the thought
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Not of you underneath, but me coming out looking worse
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I'm calling you again on your telephone
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And all I ever get is another stupid busy tone
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He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning, I know
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He's gonna get drunk and call you at four in the morning
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It's Never That Easy Though, Is It? (Song For The Other Kurt)
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| Los Campesinos! |
