Prison of Own Design
Let me tell you what losers are,
Losers are the guys with no style
Who do things wrong
And guys who cry for the wrong girl
Guys who want to fit in everywhere.
She doesn't love you,
Let her go
Before you start hating yourself
For every bad guy is a good girl
For every good girl is a bad guy
Don't lose your ass trying to be good.
And if she goes,
Don't spend your time thinking
Who the hell is doing her
Think of who you can do
And if you find her, do her right
Love is painful especially
When it becomes a prison of
Our own design,
Let us find passion that lasts.
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