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Mix Tape

I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup
You're always made up
And I'm sick of your tattoos and the way you always criticize the Smiths...and Morrissey

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic
When I say lets keep in touch, I really mean I wish that you'd grow up
This is the first song for your mixtape
And it's short just like your temper,
somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool

I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup
You're always made up
And I'm sick of your tattoos and the way you don't appreciate Brand New...or me

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic
When I say lets keep in touch, I really mean I wish that you'd grow up
This is the first song for your mixtape
And it's short just like your temper,
somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool

Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow

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