remember when youd go over to ur friends and go to the “computer room” to the old shitty desktop n sit on the giant black leather computer chair and ur friend showed you Charlie the unicorn n Harry Potter puppets and their older siblings were listening to Soulja boy and tpain ya
… If teardrops could be bottled
There'd be swimming pools filled by models
Told a tight dress is what makes you a whore
If "I love you" was a promise
Would you break it, if you're honest
Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before
I don't wanna be you anymore