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i guess ur with stupid... (urwithstupid) wrote in emolyrics,
@ 2004-01-02 20:44:00
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    Current mood: crappy
    Current music:your so last summer -taking back sunday

    Jude law and a Semester abroad -brand new

    Whatever poison is in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.
    But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at.
    He owes me one last wish.
    So here's a present to let you know I still exist.
    I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.

    But I got a plan. Drink (drift) for forty days and forty nights.
    A sip for every second-hand tick.
    And for every time you fed me the line,
    “you mean so much to me...”. I'm without you.

    Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say.
    Tell the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say.

    And even if her plane crashed tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me,
    by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.
    “Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you.”
    And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style.
    It's 8:45. The weather is getting better by the hour.
    I hope it rains there all the time.
    And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied.
    I'm without you.

    Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say.
    Tell the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say

    Who would do anything you say.

    Never gonna get it right
    Your never gonna get it(x15)

    Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You're gone. You're never gonna get it right.

    So tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say.
    Tell the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
    The American boy you used to date.
    Who would do anything you say


    amazing song....



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