I’m your poster girl
Crying, cliché, brokenhearted
Keep my songs on repeat, candy wrappers on my sheets
Yeah, I’m that girl you always see in those romantic tragedies
And I hate you, I love you
I don’t even go outside, I over-overanalyze
‘Cause this heartache hurts like hell, don’t even recognize myself
And I hate you, I love you
Why are the scumbags way more fun?
I’m your poster girl
Crying, cliché, brokenhearted
I’m your poster girl
I don’t think you give a, I don’t think you give a
I’m your poster girl
Just a fool, is that what you wantеd?
I’m your poster girl
I don’t think you give a, I don’t think you give a
Why arе the scumbags way more fun?
My heart’s been feeling way too done
Why are the scumbags way more fun?
I know that one day I’ll wake up over this
But for right now
I’m your poster girl
Crying, cliché, brokenhearted
I’m your poster girl
I don’t think you give a, I don’t think you give a
I’m your poster girl
Just a fool, is that what you wanted?
I’m your poster girl
I don’t think you give a, I don’t think you give a
Woah oh
Woah oh
I’m your poster girl
Just a fool, is that what you wanted?
I’m your poster girl
I don’t think you give a, I don’t think you give a
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