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We'll make necklaces of scrapped metal and some loose twine We'll try our hardest to finish three bottles of cheap wine Because we both know as we get older our taste will improve But for tonight let's pretend we've got something to lose Two stabs to my side I'm screaming through this smile That I'm so happy you're happy My fingernails are what scarred your hardwood floor As I tried my hardest to leave my mark As I dragged myself out your door Because I know as I get older my taste will improve But for tonight, I'll pretend that you will do Hey beautiful, you're not beautiful Aus Songtexte Mania