She was much too pretty and much too depressed |
I'm tired of being hurt |
A wise girl kisses, but doesn't love, listens, but doesn't believe, and leaves, before she is left. |
And as he lost control, he lost everything. Because to lose control is to lose what is close to you. |
And as he lost control, he lost everything. Because to lose control is to lose what is close to you. |
All the bad boys are standing in the shadows. And all the good girls are home with broken hearts. |
I'm a bad boy, 'cause I don't even miss her. |
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are even worse. |
Here's my heart, |
Go ahead and lie to me |