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Big Girls Don't Cry (Personal)

de Sports Team

Homesick
Homesick and hungry and salted
There's nothing for me and the night's thick
There's nothing for me in this town
It's just a bad fit
Like wearing fives when you're a size six
Oh, I'll just cram my foot inside it
And go and dig myself a hole
Oh, I'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And I'm not sure that I care
You're like a spider
Black on red
And I'd rather be dead
Then caught in your web
God help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(Can you just be quiet)
I can't fix this
Oh love needs glue
But you bring Pritt Stick
And there's no carrot
Just a big stick
You say we're going for a ride
I can't risk it
I'm rolling fives for all your sixes
Oh, you say stick, but I just twist it
I guess I'll spend the day inside
Oh, I'm not sure what I'm waiting for
And I'm not sure that I care
You're like a spider
Black on red
And I'd rather be dead
Then caught in your web
God help me
I'm trying to sleep tonight
(Can you just be quiet)
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And all the clouds roll over our heads
And all the clouds roll over
The clouds rolled over
It was a long hot summer
It was a long hot summer
And now the clouds roll over my head
I guess I'm going under
Guess I'm going under

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