She looked amazing, a fresh cut green
I felt like the skater on the prep scene
Your big blue eyes, they knock the sides out
I think of heaven and I think of Hell
So I don't want to know you
I wanna know myself
These drinks can usually help me settle down
But they're not working and I've lost count
Of the times you sought a fight
Scraped my insides dry
I think of heaven and I think of hell
So I don't want to know you
I wanna know myself
Well, we're all but grown
And we're all but fine
Here's the last goodbye
Something that you want
Something that you need
It's not me
I think of heaven and I think of hell
So I don't want to know you
I wanna know myself

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