DONT TRUST ME.

I've got the breath of a last cigarette on my teeth.
He's got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.

Tongues, always pressed to your cheeks.
While my tongue is on the inside of some other boy's teeth.

Tell your girlfriend, if she says she's got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian, and I ain't fucking scared of her.



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