Letras y traducciones de Malia Civetz

Makeup on my pillowcase, all the tears cried over you
Fool me once and I'm to blame 'cause I let you do it to me
But now your welcome's wearing out 'cause you went and wore me down
But I told you not to worry 'bout, you should be worried now

I might invite you to my party
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I love my broke boy
Not a billionaire but a dough boy
Used to give him cash so we could get some gas
'Cause he know how to give me that oh boy
Still lives at home boy
Ain't got a house, a pent, or a Rolls-Royce
There's no credit card that's gonna buy my heart
'Cause I

Took what we had and I blew it up
Never wanted to do it
Now we're living in ruins
Took what we had and I blew it up
But you still say you're mine

Doing my best to win back your love
I may not deserve it
I swear that it's worth it
Doing my best to win back your t