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I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you Said I liked your shoes You said thanks, can I follow you? So it's up the stairs and out of view, no prying eyes I poured some wine I asked your name, you asked the time It's two o'clock The club is closed, we're up the block Your hands are on me I'm pressing hard against your jeans Your tongue in my mouth Trying to keep the words from coming out You didn't care to know Who else may have been you before I want a lover I don't have to love I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck Where is the kid with the chemicals? I thought he said he'd meet me here but I'm not sure I've got the money if you've got the time He said it feels good, I said I'd give it a try Then my mind went dark We both forgot where your car was parked Let's just take the train I'll meet up with the band in the morning Letras de canciones Bad actors with bad habits Some sad singers, they just play tragic And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving Let's just keep touching Let's just keep, keep singing I want a lover I don't have to love I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk Where is the kid with the chemicals? I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full I need some meaning I can memorize The kind I have always seems to slip my mind But you write such pretty words But life's no storybook Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt Do you like to hurt? I do, I do! Then hurt me! Then hurt me! From Letras Mania