Tonight I cried about stupid
Making my mascara run down my face
My face is much prettier without streaks of black
Running down my cheeks

So I think that I'll start getting rid of some of the things in my life
That make me cry, make me sad
Things that I am capable of getting rid of
I just don't try hard enough to do so

I think I'm gay
It's just
I'll get outside your eyes
I'm crying out
Everything I'm not capable of being
It's just date rape
My friends are fibbing
Why? I thought we were supposed to go
Running round and round
Why? On my butt on my butt on
Time and time
Maybe I'm an Indian, yeah

Every tramp on Venus, uh huh
Every time, oh oh

It's official
Aidan is the first guy
That I don't hate from a lesbian movie or TV series

I've got some
I'll get some
From people
Woah, you got served
Woah, you got served
You got lemons

Thank you.

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