Lyrics
This is the story I wrote
When my teeth are weak from too much sugar
Like they might fall out
Like I might lose my mind
Side in the color light
And its innocent is balanced
And sound it on my knees
I wrote the rules before I broke them
And I kissed the Prom Queen
And burnt the high school down
Because I hated my yearbook picture
Because I hated my yearbook picture
Because I hated my yearbook picture
It was a new type of hobby
I wore black just to let everybody would know
That I'm still great in the person I used to be
I wore black just to let everybody would know
That I'm still great in the person I used to be
I wore black just to let everybody would know
That I'm still great in the person I used to be