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You cry over boys you haven’t even met in real life Yeah, you know he’s the worst But you tell all your friends he seems nice, oh-oh You change like the seasons in LA And by that I mean that you don’t ever really even change No, you just cry over boys you haven’t even met in real life Oh-oh How many nights can you spend Staining your pillow with makeup? When you’re really upset It’s so annoying to take off Just to do it again Oh, what’s the point in dressing up to be let down? Aren’t you tired of getting hurt? Aren’t you sick of, of making it worse? You cry over boys you know would never cry about you He used to light up your room Now your phone is darker than a tattoo You move like the Earth around the stars Broken hearted when you end up in the same place that you start Back to crying over boys you know would never cry about you Oh, oh SongtexteHow many nights can you spend Staining your pillow with makeup? When you’re really upset It’s so annoying to take off Just to do it again Oh, what’s the point in dressing up to be let down? Aren’t you tired of getting hurt? Aren’t you sick of, of making it worse? Oh, when you gonna learn? Oh, when you gonna learn? When you gonna learn how to not get hurt? Oh, when you gonna learn? You cry over boys you haven’t even met in real life Yeah, you know he’s the worst But you tell all your friends he seems nice Aus Songtexte Mania