i wanna be the one to make this come undone, and make you feel uncomfortable

2-3-4

file in for amusements with the crowd

i'm a teenage beauty queen of sorts

It's immature, i guess, but i do my best to be the good guy

i wish you never met me and i hope that you'll forget me

aristocrats, tip your hats and break your mothers heart

well i am the king of very foolish things - just you wait and see

i wanna take you home, a night out on the town

i want the love on your wrist, oh, give me the heart on your neck

a few hundred stars to- to view, t-to feel, to feel their pain

give me a heart attack, valentine

(bad dreams, bad dreams)

if you don’t love me anymore i think i’ll kill myself because i'm sure as sure can be there is nobody else for you but me

leagues of social climbers are abound

i really don't know why i'm writing this letter. i just think, it must be easier than talking about it

now you've done a little wrong and you swear you didn't do it but volition left you burdened with a curse

but you've got parliaments filled with parasites, plus marquees with your name in lights

well honey i must confess, you're a mess, i think it's funny

apparently twitter is banning cheap bots done quick, which is what i used to make this bot. i logged back in just to say goodnight and goodbye everyone, thanks for all the love you’ve shown this <3