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You had people who called you on unmarked numbers | In my peripheral vision | I let it slide like a hose on a slippery plastic summer
You had people who called you on unmarked numbers In my peripheral vision I let it slide like a hose on a slippery plastic summer All was quickly forgiven You were so magnetic, it was almost obnoxious Flush with the currency of cool I was always turnin' out my empty pockets And when it came to you I didn't come here to make friends We were born to be suburban legends When you hold me, it holds me together And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever I had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs Would surprise the whole school When I ended up back at our class reunion Walkin' in with you You'd be more than a chapter in my old diaries With the pages ripped out I am standin' in a 1950s gymnasium And I can still see you now I didn't come here to make friends We were born to be suburban legends When you hold me, it holds me together And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever I know that you still remember We were born to be national treasures When you told me we'd get back together And you kissed me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever Tick-tock on the clock, I pace down your block I broke my own heart 'cause you were too polite to do it Waves crash on the shore, I dash to the door You don't knock anymore, and my whole life's ruined Tick-tock on the clock, I pace down your block I broke my own heart 'cause you were too polite to do it Waves crash to the shore, I dash to the door You don't knock anymore, and I always knew it That my life would be ruined
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