I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone I recommend walking around naked in your living room Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
: Do I stress you out My sweater is on backwards and inside out And you say how appropriate I don't want to dissect everything today I don't mean
: I want you to know that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go
: Wait a minute man You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt
flawless, then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face Be a good boy Try a little harder
getting your heart trampled on to anyone, yeah I recommend walking around naked in your living room, yeah Swallow it down ( what a jagged little pill
: I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking
: What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You
: I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don
when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic, don't you think A little
: I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost
: You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt
to you There's no love no money no thrill anymore There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy With his head in his hands There's an underestimated and impatient little
I want you to know that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go down
Wait a minute man You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt
You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings