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Standing on the edge of morning
Scent of sex and New Found Glory
Playing as she's pulling back her hair
She drives away shes feeling worthless
Used again but nothing's different
She'd stay the night but knows he doesn't care

Home by 3 to deafening quiet
The porch lights off guess they forgot it
She'd cry herself to sleep but she don't dare

And she wants to be a model
She wants to hear she's beautiful
She's beautiful



Sare