whatever poisons in this bottle.
will leave me broken, sore and stiff.
but it's the genie at the bottom who i'm sucking at,
he owes me one last wish.
so here's a present to let you know i still exist.
i hope the next boy that you kiss
has something terribly contagious on his lips.
but i got a plan.
to drink for forty days and forty nights.
a sip for every second-hand tick.
and every time you fed the line,
“you mean so much to me”
jess, i still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you.
and all this empty space that you create.
does nothing for my flawless sense of style.
it's 8:45, the weather is getting better by the hour.
i hope it rains there all the time.
and if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied.
i'm without you.
tell all the english boys you meet.
about the american boy back in the states.
the american boy you used to date.
who would do anything you say.
brand new - jude law and a semester abroad (acoustic)
oh, you mean so much to me.
unfortunately for me, you really do.
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