getting rid of all my clothes I don’t wearI

here we send you pictures all the timeOf

wish that you and I lived in The SimsWe

Another lifeAnother storyShe walked outSaid I was boringAbout 3AMThat’s when I

1: wish that you and I lived in The

so tired of love songs, tired of love songsTired

wanna be a ghostBut you pushed me over and

a spotlight the water hits meRan it extra cold

was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boysAlways busy dreamin' 'bout

night, my phone is offAnd none of my friends

1: be young and in love in New York

Where you gonna go when you can't close your eyes?Where you

watched those eyes light up with a smileRiver in

got a way of makin' me feel insaneLike I

been cloudy with a chance of depressionBroke my heart and

is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout need that bad boy

1: Bella never wanna get you alone (Hmm)I'm scared

is a dream, they try to sell you in

were lovers in October, I was drunk and you

night, another heartbreakAnother drink, another kiss, another mistakeBut it