Lyrics 123 - Claire Rosinkranz
I'm
sorry,
I
know
that
you
were
hopin'
To
break
something
already
broken
Guess
you
make
it
a
chance
'Cause
we've
finished
this
dance,
I'm
wasting
your
time
And
by
the
way,
you're
a
shitty
dancer
I
don't
wanna
say
I
love
you
'Cause
that's
a
little,
that's
a
lot
of
cliché
taboo
Eye
to
eye,
got
me
high
Trippin'
over
my
shoes
On
the
concrete,
got
me
sick
like
the
flu
Down
for
the
count
like
one,
two,
three
Everybody's
falling
in
it,
everybody
but
me
Wait
a
minute,
wait
a
minute
I
got
somewhere
to
be
On
the
concrete,
running
'cause
I'm
out
of
your
league
Oh,
oh,
I
just
wanna
mess
up
what
we
have
Oh,
oh,
maybe
you
should
listen
to
my
dad
Oh,
oh,
stop
holding
onto
things
you
know
won't
last
Leave
the
past
in
the
past,
it's
the
past,
bitch
Don't
call
me,
we've
already
spoken
Think
you
can
fix
me,
are
you
joking?
Down
for
the
count
like
one,
two,
three
That's
a
little,
that's
a
lot,
too
much
for
me
Kinda
thoughts
on
myself
like
"you
plus
me"
On
the
sidewalk,
uh,
that'd
be
something
to
see
I
was
looking
at
my
phone,
are
you
on
your
way?
If
you
wanna
book
me
boy,
call
CAA
I
move
on
fast,
I
don't
really
wanna
play
Get
out
of
my
way,
get
out
of
my
way
Oh,
oh,
I
just
wanna
mess
up
what
we
have
Oh,
oh,
maybe
you
should
listen
to
my
dad
Oh,
oh,
stop
holding
onto
things
you
know
won't
last
Leave
the
past
in
the
past,
it's
the
past
Na-na-na-na-na-na,
na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na,
na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh,
oh,
stop
holding
onto
things
you
know
won't
last
Leave
the
past
in
the
past,
it's
the
past
bitch
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