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A wreck in G Minor

I think I love the glitter more than you

These sequin tears will dry

As soon as I know where we're headed to

I never knew that it would end like this

Rollin' your eyes, ballin' your fists

I thought that we could talk it out and kiss

But you don't wanna dance with me anymore

It don't feel right

All these mirror balls are crashing

We were skintight together

It seems our seams are bursting

You ain't my disco baby

(Dancing in strobes until we fall)

Sex, love, and disco, baby

(How can we dance when you're in hell?)

A mess in rhinestone boots

A line would come in handy about now

Blood on the bathroom floor

I swear I'll fix this, fix this night somehow

I never knew that it would end like this

Rollin' your eyes, ballin' your fists

I thought that we could talk it out and kiss

But you don't wanna dance with me anymore

It don't feel right

All these mirror balls are crashing

We were skintight together

It seems our seams are bursting

You ain't my disco baby

(Dancing in strobes until we fall)

Sex, love, and disco, baby

(How can we dance when you're in hell?)

We were a picture of perfection, Polaroids, after party

I miss your bump and grind, tell me

Do you miss my glitterati?

I know you think of me

Whenever you hear music, baby

I think of you when

I'm in bathrooms with the users, baby

It don't feel right

All these mirror balls are crashing

We were skintight together

It seems our seams are bursting

You ain't my disco baby

(Dancing in strobes until we fall)

Sex, love, and disco, baby

(How can we dance when you're in hell?)

How can we dance when you're in hell?

How can we dance when you're in hell?

How can we dance when you're in hell

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I think it's really cool that you're twenty five

You drink, do drugs, smoke cigarettes

You're old enough to drive

You pick me up, take me out

Say you wanna make me shout

You say you wanna take a trip inside, but

I'm just sixteen (Wai-wai-wai-wait, what?)

I'm just sixteen (Oh my God, are you serious?)

I'm just sixteen (Wait, that can't be true)

And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail

You say you love my body

You think that I'm a hottie

You love the way I rock, wanna beat me with your cock

When we're kissin' at my mom's

Sometimes you try and feel my thong

But you know that it's wrong

I don't want your dirty talk 'cause

I'm just sixteen (Wait-wai-wai-wait, what?)

I'm just sixteen (Oh my God, are you serious?)

I'm just sixteen (Wait, that can't be true)

And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail

I'm just sixteen (Aha-ha)

I'm just sixteen (Fucker)

I'm just sixteen (You like that, bitch?)

And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail

I don't even have a license

I don't even have a license

I don't even have a license

I don't even have a license

I'm just sixteen (Wai-wai-wai-wait, what?)

I'm just sixteen (Oh my God, are you serious?)

I'm just sixteen (Wait, that can't be true)

And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail

I'm just sixteen (Aha-ha)

I'm just sixteen (Fucker)

I'm just sixteen (You like that, bitch?)

And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail

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She's not going home

She's on her phone (hello?)

Seeing who's out

She's posing out front

She's feeling cunt

She's more than proud (more than proud, yeah)

Body glitter runnin' down her halter top

Everybody waitin' for her single to drop

Look at her when they wanna see what's hot

Heels broke but her legs still lookin' fine

Rhinestones on her clothes, she wants to shine

Still lookin' for the drugs she wants to find

That girl

She's so delicious, yeah, the girl's got style

She loves all the attention, yeah, she's servin' with a smile

They came from hell to see her, so you know she's something right

That girl

She's so delicious, baby, come and take a bite

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Tonight I'm gonna make you pop the whole thing

I got you covered in romance and cocaine

Running through the strobe lights

Red light district, baby, come out tonight

We can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, we can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

I can't make no promises for you

A lifetime to make it right and there's nothing that I can do

No matter how many times drugs made me think I loved you, boy

You know that ain't true

Tonight I'm gonna make you pop the whole thing

I got you covered in romance and cocaine

Running through the strobe lights

Red light district, baby, come out tonight

We can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, we can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

You're rocking with a star

I can have the moon if I wanted it

But I just wanna do it with you

Do it with you, do it with you

Tonight I'm gonna make you pop the whole thing

I got you covered in romance and cocaine

Running through the strobe lights

Red light district, baby, come out tonight

We can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, we can do it like

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (We can do it like)

Yes, yes

Yes, yes

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Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me

Like you said on AIM in '08 (totally)

Bible study, we were buddy, buddy

Then you said that we should fornicate (like, yeah)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit

Let your white studded belt hit the ground

And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees

Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story

You came and went, and just like that

And I tried to call you desperately

But boy, you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in

You're still the boy that I'd pick

In a line up of, like 30 hot guys

Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet

Your lips are probably wet

With the lies of our relationship

Well, it's fine because I'm a whore

And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but

Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why

I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool

In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (vacation bible school)

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)

In vacation bible school

Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo, Jesus

Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo, Jesus (mmm, yeah)

Scoo-bi-doop-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me

Making sure we meet again (but, when?)

And then when I saw you at our local mall, you

You walked right by me with your friends (what a dick, literally)

In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit

Let your white studded belt hit the ground

And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees

Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

And like every other shitty love story

You came and went, and just like that

And I tried to call you desperately

But boy, you didn't add me back, yeah

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in

You're still the boy that I'd pick

In a line up of, like 30 hot guys

Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet

Your lips are probably wet

With the lies of our relationship

Well, it's fine because I'm a whore

And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but

Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why

I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool

In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)

In vacation...

And one day, I get to blame myself for this

I can blame it on selfishness

That you never really wanted my love

And someday, God will make you pay for this

I just wanted faithfulness

But you never really wanted my love (my love, my love)

(Or my backdoor)

And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in

You're still the boy that I'd pick

In a line up of, like 30 hot guys

Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet

Your lips are probably wet

With the lies of our relationship

Well, it's fine because I'm a whore

And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but

Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why

I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool

In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh

Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)

In vacation bible school

Bible school, bible school

Bible school, bible school

Bible school, bible school

Bible school

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