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1-800-miss-ur-guts

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1-800-miss-ur-guts

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Another day woke up hungover

'Cause I can't seem to date men sober

I miss those days fall asleep on your shoulder

I hate that we grew up, oh

Just a Tumblr girl

And a skater boy

Taking on the world

Stuck in Illinois

When you took me to prom

Held hands in front of my mom

Got drunk passed out on your lawn

Drugs in the bathroom

Stupid and young (stupid in love)

And I haven't moved on

I'm wasted singing this song

Hoping you're out there singing along

Haven’t been happy since you've been gone

So if you hear this call me

1-800-miss your guts

Didn't think it'd hurt this much

We'd skip class piss off our teachers

Get high, hook up behind the bleachers

You broke my heart when we were seniors

That feels so long ago oh

Just a Tumblr girl

And a skater boy

Wish I could go back

Back to Illinois

When you took me to prom

Held hands in front of my mom

Got drunk passed out on your lawn

Drugs in the bathroom

Stupid and young (stupid in love)

And I haven't moved on

I'm wasted singing this song

Hoping you're out there singing along

Haven't been happy since you've been gone

So if you hear this call me

1-800-miss your guts

Didn't think it'd hurt this much

1-800-miss your guts

Didn't think it'd hurt this much

When you took me to prom

Held hands in front of my mom

Got drunk passed out on your lawn

Drugs in the bathroom

Stupid and young (stupid in love)

Now I got a shit job

Fake friends that don't know who you are

Don't know that you still have half of my heart

Haven’t been happy since you been gone

So if you hear this call me

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