Part 4

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~two weeks later~

~two weeks later~

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Better Anyway:

I wish I liked the good boys
I wish that I could think less
I wish there was a way to say my feelings
Without that fuckin' feeling
That I'm scared to be a mess

I think that I should sing more
Cause I'd probably never seemed stressed
I still think about my ex sometimes
But my ex don't like it
When I send a late night text

I wanna like the good boys
But there's somethin' bout the bad
That makes you wanna interrupt his sentence
Before he even finish
Cause you'd rather (uh) instead
But you're prolly not a good boy
Cause you don't give a damn
That every single night's a different city
You'll find a way to see me
So I guess you'll understand
That

Good boys go to heaven
Bad boys go backstage
You wish we were together
You live out of state
I gotta go in the morning
You know that I can't stay
You know that I can't get close
But it's prolly better anyway
It's prolly better anyway
It's prolly better anyway
It's prolly better anyway

And I can't open up
I can't even trust myself
Cause I just want some fun
You lookin' for the one
Yeah, you just want my love
But I can't give it up yet
(You just wanna fuck
I can't get enough, yeah)

This feeling like the right place at the wrong time
Goddammit, you look so fly baby
In that suit
But you know I come with heartbreak
And the spotlight
And that's why I gotta go

I guess I like the good boys
But there's somethin' bout the bad
That makes you feel like
Feeding this addiction
Filling a prescription
You wish you didn't have
But baby, you're a good boy
So I just wouldn't fit your plans
And it seems like, baby
You're too fuckin' precious
And I'm too fuckin' wreckless
To ever have that chance
Cause

Good boys go to heaven
Bad boys go backstage
You wish we were together
I live in LA
I gotta go in the morning
You know that I can't wait
And you know that I can't get close
It's prolly better anyway

I can't, I can't
I won't, I won't
I can't, I can't get close
I can't, I can't
I won't, I won't
I can't get
I can't, I can't
I won't, I won't
I can't
I can't get close
I can't, I can't
I won't, I won't
I can't get close, no
I can't get close

Do, do, do, do, do
Da, da, da, da, da
Ooooooh, yeah
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Da, da, da, da, da

I can't get close
Can't get too close
Gotta go home
& it's prolly better anyway

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