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I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup
You're always made up
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you always criticize the Smiths
And Morrissey

And I know that you're a sucker
For anything acoustic
But when I say let's keep in touch
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up
This is the first song for your mixtape
And it's short just like your temper
Somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool

I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup
You're always made up
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you don't appreciate Brand New
Or me

And I know that you're a sucker
For anything acoustic
But when I say let's keep in touch
I hope you know I mean I wish that you'd grow up
This is the first song for your mixtape
And it's short just like your temper
Somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool
(Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow) x5