bully

so much for your catwalk
don't fret cause i still love you
i can afford some of my time for you
but i couldn't possibly give you time for an extensive conversation
you aren't a good talker anyways
you are an old trick
you can't blame me
go exchange them catwalking for a pair of crutches
you were 24 right?
i romanced you with thirteen on my mind
come to think of it
we could say you dabbled in some fun too
those rides in the middle of the night?
puking on the road as our car raced away in broad daylight
yea i still have some warmth for ya
i'll have an orange breezer in your name
that's all peach