A pretty girl never lights her own cigarette
So I held those words when I missed my friends
And these days, there's a lot that I forget
But I remember the way I felt back then
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I sat on the fire escape and stared
From this party to the rooftops over there
So I left, and I didn't say a word
I always say the wrong thing, I swear I'm cursed
Have you ever cried because you felt you were supposed to?
And maybe I can be friends with ghosts too
And I'll talk all night to the memories
Have you ever cried because you felt you were supposed to?
And maybe I can be friends with ghosts too
And I'll talk all night to the memories of you
The phone is ringing, but it's just out of reach
And I don't care enough to find out about
any-thing, And these records stacked up from the floor
I'll never sell them, I don't listen anymore
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It's all alright, It?s all alright
It's all alright, It?s all alright
Let's stay warm tonight, I don't want to wake, with my face soaking.
Have you ever cried because you felt you were supposed to?
And maybe I can be friends with ghosts too
And I'll talk all night to the memories
Have you ever cried because you felt you were supposed to?
And maybe I can be friends with ghosts too
And I'll talk all night to the memories of you