I got a lot to say to you
Yeah, I got a lot to say,
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me
Keepin' `em here and
it makes no sense at all

They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies
They taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
You little spies

Crush Crush Crush Crush Crush
1-2-3-4
Nothing compares to A quiet evening alone
Just the one, two I was just counting on
That never happened I guess I'm dreamin' again
Let's be more than this

If you wanna play it like a game
Well, come on, come on, lets play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute ...

again..

crush..crush..crush
by paramore

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