Westfield Girls (are Bad News) Songtext
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Driving past these burning buildings.
So glad to leave this place behind.
And what you thought of me, it doesn't matter,
because these problems are no longer mine.
I bet you thought you were the smart one;
to get the jump on this story.
You forgot it, it doesn't matter.
You simply fell too short of greater glory
So glad to leave this place behind.
And what you thought of me, it doesn't matter,
because these problems are no longer mine.
I bet you thought you were the smart one;
to get the jump on this story.
You forgot it, it doesn't matter.
You simply fell too short of greater glory
And I wish you luck, on finding out what friendship really is.
Massachusetts, a place where smiles, deceptions create a tranquil mist to hide your lies.
From witches past, to which is present,
I could smell it from 100 miles.
If you think that, youre affecting anyone,
the pity well has gone dry.
And I never wanted this.
And I never realized
that the thing I wanted most
was right in front of my eyes.
Massachusetts, a place where smiles, deceptions create a tranquil mist to hide your lies.
From witches past, to which is present,
I could smell it from 100 miles.
If you think that, youre affecting anyone,
the pity well has gone dry.
And I never wanted this.
And I never realized
that the thing I wanted most
was right in front of my eyes.
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