Original lyrics

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I can't sleep, speak, or eat meat My best friend does not like me There’s something on my shoulder I hope I don't get older Every girl breaks my heart Your boyfriend doesn't like art I’m sad that Vine is dead Your bitch, she gives me head I want you to know, that I'm sorry for not picking up the phone And now I'm asking you for a ride home Away from a girl's whose name I don't even know And I'm sorry for all the things I said When I was drunk and not in my normal head Don't tell my mom and I won't tell your dad We’re just two boys in love, what’s so bad? I can't sleep, speak, or eat meat My best friend does not like me There’s something on my shoulder I hope I don't get older Every girl breaks my heart Your boyfriend doesn't like art I'm sad that Vine is dead Your bitch, she gives me head I want you to know that I’m sorry for not picking up the phone But now I've got, my own ride home Away from a boy's whose parents know And I'm sorry for all the things I said You weren't drunk it was just all in your head Won't tell your mom or even your dad We were to boys in love what's so bad? What's so bad?