Your face so pale, your lips beet red
This hat that won't fit on my f*cking head
The new prom king won't let you rest
You place your head on his sunken chest
And the checkered tile on the floor
In the new arcade on West and 4th
I'm the pinball game inside your head
I'm out of change
(Will you help me out?)
The arcade on Broad Street
Where we used to meet
You never told me why
(Never told me why)
And god damn, I miss you
But what you've been up to
I don't wanna know
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Your face so pale, your lips beet red
This hat that won't fit on my f*cking head
The new prom king won't let you rest
You place your head on his sunken chest
And the checkered tile on the floor
In the new arcade on West and 4th
I'm the pinball game inside your head
I'm out of change
(Will you help me out?)
The arcade on Broad Street
Where we used to meet
You never told me why
(Never told me why)
And god damn, I miss you
But what you've been up to
I don't wanna know
This hat that won't fit on my f*cking head
The new prom king won't let you rest
You place your head on his sunken chest
And the checkered tile on the floor
In the new arcade on West and 4th
I'm the pinball game inside your head
I'm out of change
(Will you help me out?)
The arcade on Broad Street
Where we used to meet
You never told me why
(Never told me why)
And god damn, I miss you
But what you've been up to
I don't wanna know
Writer: Autumn You
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid