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she's out of luck and out of hope and out of cigarettes misunderstood with naked pictures on the internet her social deviance is teasing me I know what I want and i'm really gonna really let her know (woah) that I like her but I just dont care enough to fool around with love yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash sexy as the stinger of a hornet in your arm just another modern swinger screaming "catch me if you can" with a cigarette in hand and it's love, Songtexteit's heavy and it hurts and it's love strung out on blow she doesnt know why shes not feeling good dropped out of school and now shes moving out to Hollywood her reckless decadence is taking things a little too far and i'm really gonna really let her know (woah) that I like her but I just dont care enough to fool around with love yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash, subtle as a splinter yeah my baby's smooth as sandpape,r warm just like the winter screaming "catch me if you can" with a cigarette in hand and its love its heavy and it hurts and its love staring at my shoes thinking of something to say but nothing's better than what silence is saying when every time I turn around she's always looking away it's just the nature of the game that we're playing And I think I'm tapping out, I think I'm gonna skip the title bout Aus Songtexte Mania