LYRIC

I know I said I'd fix you. I know I said I'd fix you, but I did it wrong. And I don't know how to change it back around. I don't know how to change you back now. But, Marissa has my seven digits. She wears me like a scar, skinny jeans for looks on Friday nights. I heard you've been kissing those weekend boys. But you took all your parents money, just to go out and break the law. Yeah, you took all your parents money, just to go out with your cigarettes. On Friday night, I heard you've been kissing those weekend boys. Those weekend boys, love to talk about it. You're nightwalking again. You've lost your lovely way. Out at ten, you’re out walking again. But now the lights out here have made you gorgeous. They treat you like a star, a pretty thing to look at on starry nights. Heard you been kissing those weekend boys. So we can go all day doing the same old things. Until I ask if all the things have changed. But that’s the scar that feels the same as ever. And that’s the sunset kissing the coast. (Your life, in twilight.) On Friday night, I heard you’ve been kissing those weekend boys. Those weekend boys, love to talk about it. You’re nightwalking again. You’ve lost your lovely way. When I’m out at ten, you’re out walking again. I know I said I'd fix you. I know I said I'd fix you, but I did it wrong. And I don't know how to change it back around. I don't know how to change you back now

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