I don't know what else to do but write another song for you
I'll write eighty more if I have to
Cause I don't want to live this way, when a part of me dies a little every day
I'll reek of desperation to the grave, if that's what it takes
But Save Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the chance I'm lacking
Don't tell me it's in the past, and that high school wasn't made to last
My feelings never fade that fast
I have a problem letting go, or leaving before one has a chance to know
And I'm angry at you and myself, it shows I'm getting old
But Love Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the opportunity I'm lacking
Christine, I found your hairpin
Good Boy Cheerleader - Passionate State of Constant Belief Lyrics
Good Boy Cheerleader - Passionate State of Constant Belief Lyrics
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I don't know what else to do but write another song for you
I'll write eighty more if I have to
Cause I don't want to live this way, when a part of me dies a little every day
I'll reek of desperation to the grave, if that's what it takes
But Save Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the chance I'm lacking
Don't tell me it's in the past, and that high school wasn't made to last
My feelings never fade that fast
I have a problem letting go, or leaving before one has a chance to know
And I'm angry at you and myself, it shows I'm getting old
But Love Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the opportunity I'm lacking
Christine, I found your hairpin
I'll write eighty more if I have to
Cause I don't want to live this way, when a part of me dies a little every day
I'll reek of desperation to the grave, if that's what it takes
But Save Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the chance I'm lacking
Don't tell me it's in the past, and that high school wasn't made to last
My feelings never fade that fast
I have a problem letting go, or leaving before one has a chance to know
And I'm angry at you and myself, it shows I'm getting old
But Love Me isn't what I'm asking
Just give me the opportunity I'm lacking
Christine, I found your hairpin
Writer: Ryan Finney
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