Not gonna make up my mind tonight I m not gonna pretend I cleared out of town so I could clear my head I m not gonna smile all the shit that s happened is gonna take a while I don t want to be your friend Just take off your clothes and get into my bed And the press is after you Jumping over fences just to see who s cool And now I stand accused I put a hole in your heart Then I fed it to you I m not gonna think about all the shit you want me to think I m not gonna say who I spent my time with yesterday I m not gonna choose In the end either way I still lose I m not gonna I was thinking about drinking my way through the day

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