I wonder if you look in the mirror and like what you see.
I wonder if you miss what you used to be.
I wonder if you realize what you are,
You're going to be that girl who works at the stripper bar.
You're defensive, scummy, and rude,
Although we made up, we're still in this feud.
I don't know what you did undergo,
But you've changed, and that's all I know.
Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 1:31 PM UTC
I wonder if you look in the mirror and like what you see.
I wonder if you miss what you used to be.
I wonder if you realize what you are,
You're going to be that girl who works at the stripper bar.
You're defensive, scummy, and rude,
Although we made up, we're still in this feud.
I don't know what you did undergo,
But you've changed, and that's all I know.
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