[Verse 1] Best of luck, don't run amok We all get tongue tied Keep your chin up, don't get accustomed You're allowed to backslide
One and only, God, it's lonely here On the other side of love Teenage story in its glory God, it's never quite enough
[Chorus] My sun-dried baby, permanently limp Quiet restraint takes such accomplishment This airtight framing crutch analogy Quiet restraint takes all the best in me
[Verse 2] And you can tell them you're the girl Who sold her magic for the world One day, babe, you'll be mine And I'll be hers and we'll be fine
And I will turn those screams to rhymes And I'll be cashing in each time
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[Verse 3] Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I Cut off my hands and make you clean it up
Who's to say that you won't find love again Who's to say that you won't find love Who's to say that you won't find love if I Cut off my hands and make you clean it up