(eah, eah)
(I think I must hate me because I won’t let you love me)
(eah, eah)
(I’m waiting)
What am I?
Just a tomboy
Who enjoys loud music
Comfy beds
With an Xbox playing GTA
Right next to Bae
With a beer stuck in the corner
And a leg out just to warm her
Rubber bands around my bundles of CDs
Like calling cards
Cause aux cables are
Burning rubber over plastic
Although, I agree
The makeshift lane is made of gold
Cause gold is super moldable
Add whatever to change it up
Allows a person space to grow
Allows a person space to grow
Lyrics submitted by tylermacmore
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