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THE QUEERS >> Merchandise Links
THE QUEERS
I never get to do what I want to do My brain is fried and my heart it's screwed I'm hurting and it's all because of you Let me tell ya Nothing's not right, not anymore My heart us barely ticking, my complexion's poor I'm hurting and it's all because of you And oh I'm sick of crying, couldn't you give me a chance Oh, I'm sick of crying, couldn't you give me a chance Now couldn't ya, couldn't ya, couldn't ya give me a chance? She's hurting me so, awoah awoah oh oh It was all that I wanted too It was everything, it was me and you It was everything that I wanted to do I didn't get invited to the prom [repeat first verse] She's hurting me so, awoah awoah oh oh I was so excited, and she was undecided So I didn't get invited to the prom
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