Lyrics
Laying in bed,
I hear the clock tick.
Time's just fading away.
My chance to steal your heart is narrowing.
Every word you said was nothing but lies,
just to give me a reason to cry.
And I'm not buying it.
It's a brand new start,
Not last is line anymore.
I'm trying to paint a new picture,
with this old rough brush that I own.
So how bout that new girl on youre block,
how has every date with her been?
I'm still watching the clock race past my age.
Everytime I read the same story,
just a different page.
It's the book you gave me,
13 years on my birthday.
It's a brand new start,
Not last is line anymore.
I'm trying to paint a new picture,
with this old rough brush that I own.
Sick of every romantic story,
about the girl who hurts the guy.
It's not all about that, but I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to lie.
I wasn't going to tell you,
unless you were to find out.
The only one who knew about the other him,
was my Dear Diary, and he wasn't about...
to tell everyone that I know about that I fell for.
I can see the girl on the block is older,
I wonder if you're gonna marry her,
if you do just remember,
that I'm that girl with the jealous face,
The girl that doesn't care, about her hair, or what she wears.
The girl that would give her world up just to hold your hand.
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