Plastic Boy

Told myself I could love you more than 
I could love myself 
Truthful that's a fucking lie
I think I kind of wish I was the guy
That you crashed your car for
No one could care that much for me

Another stupid Coldplay song you can listen to
Your yellow jackets makes your blue eyes pop
I told you goodnight would you even look at it
I've been reliving something just like this

I'm just another plastic boy 
That you crushing in bashing about
My rhymes are lame
I'm trying to get fame 
Just to pay her college bills
That's the part that kills the most

Oh sweet suicide how possessive I am with you
Oh sweet suicide how possessive I am with you
Oh sweet suicide how possessive I am with you

Wish I could drive a truck
That would make you grow up with some thorns
I haven't checked the story lately
I think the plot in you has definitely changed

Another stupid Coldplay song you can listen to
Your yellow jackets makes your blue eyes pop
I told you goodnight would you even look at it
I've been reliving something just like this

Wish I wasn't a clingy guy
Everyone I've ever loved has left
So you can't blame me much
I'm just another crybaby

I'm just a plastic boy melting in the flames
Oh sweet suicide how possessive I am with you
I'm just a plastic boy melting in the flames

◄ just a song

Letter to April ►

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