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Teksty: blink-182. Time To Break Up.

I guess it's only the men

who get fucked now and again

we take our chicks to the mall

we waited, parking stalls

and when we come home too late

she's pissed that she had to wait

and my excuse not to call

it never worked at all



Time to wake up

where's your daughter

hurts to break up

she was stronger

all my friends say

please don't love her

what did I gain

now I miss her so



I used to hate the lipstick

it stained and tasted so sick

the pantyhose and the bras

she threw on my guitars

shit, fuck, I made a mistake

I thought I needed a break

the truth is I'm such a dick

it's broke and can't be fixed



Time to wake up

where's your daughter

hurts to break up

she was stronger

all my friends say

please don't love her

what did I gain

now I miss her so



If you want to call it a heartache

then I should regret those things

I miss her

if you want the pain to go away

better suck up your pride

admit you lost her

let her go

move on

let her go

move on

let her go



Time to wake up

where's your daughter

hurts to break up

she was stronger

all my friends say

please don't love her

what did I gain

now I miss her so



move on

let her go

move on

let her go

move on

let her go

move on

let her go