Come back slinking come back crawling
Crawling on your hands and knees
Hoping that I've lost my memory
You got so good at spitting out those
Technicolor fantasies
I left you and the rest is history

Whatcha gonna do about it
Whatcha gonna say about it
Whatcha gonna do about it
Crybaby whatcha gonna do now
Crybaby whatcha gonna do now
Crybaby whatcha gonna do now

Time heals all the wounds I've learned
Just like the one you're gonna get
When I dump you right on your thick head
No more back-seat make outs
At the drive in or in lover's lane
No more cleaning up those stubborn stains


Lyrics submitted by fishpunk

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