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Well i'm depressed again i can't get these words out of my head and all that i see is that you've been running away from me gauges, tattoos, red lips and get chicks that's what you aim for to feed my family to feed my friends fuck the rest that's what we're doing this for so go head and turn your knobs and get paid don't leave a message, leave them mindless we all know they'll be a new trend again next summer and to all that said we can't you can't tell me that i'm not worth anything like i got so much fucking time on my hands your unbelievable, so hold on to me we've been living our lives so frivolously so let me tell you boy its not as simple as you u think it's not as easy as 1,2,3, and i can't believe that you would ever find love in the mainstream and i can't see why you closed your mind, well i feel left out you can't tell me that i'm not worth anything like i got so much fucking time on my hands your unbelievable, so hold on to me we've been living our lives so frivolously so let me tell you boy its not as simple as you u think it's not as easy as 1,2, keep on thinking that you're the shit cause our lyrics hot harder then any bass drop you got bitch looking back on the times spent hanging out, for all the times that you told me to get out, like all the times that you told me to give up, i only used u as a pick me up you can't tell me that i'm not worth anything like i got so much fucking time on my hands your unbelievable, so hold on to me we've been living our lives so frivolously so let me tell you boy its not as simple as you u think it's not as easy as 1,2,3, 1,2,3 (Thanks to Jeff Joyce for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania