Face down in a pillow, she cries
Her black mascara runs in circles from her-er-er eyes
Pink feather regrets she washes away
She said she wants him
But it’s hurtin’ and it’s burnin’ him the worst
The worst way
She does the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Let’s do the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Luck down in a bathroom, she cries
Her white skin looks better in this kind of light
Pink feather regrets she washes away
Looks in her mirror
And it’s hurtin’ and it’s burnin’ in the worst
The worst way
She does the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Let’s do the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
She does the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Let’s do the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Face down in a pillow, she cries
Her black mascara runs in circles from her-er-er eyes
She says she loves to run
Her hands are tongue tied
He said “its just a game’
Then why do we play
Ya ha
She says she loves to run
Yay ha
Her hands are tongue tied
Ya ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Then why do we play
She does the yay ha
Then why do we play
She does the yay ha
Then why do we play
Let’s do the yay ha
Yay, yay, yay, yay ha
Then why do we play
Then why do we play
Then why do we play
Then why do we play

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