All Time Low - The Girls a Straight Up Hustler

The lipstick has a way of leaving,
more than just a mark on my sheets.
Coloring my senses cherry red at least for this week.
Kisses under starry night skies,
talked about in song we play along,
so bitter sweet by our design.
I'm sick and tire of, writing songs about you.
This is it, this is the end.

Take off your makeup and put down the camera.
Choke on the drama that makes me want to,
tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved.
Creating a life of trends and make believe.

I have no place in my heart for a criminal like you to dwell in,
this endeavor make this last forever.
I'm just delirious you cant be serious,
you're so infamous for leaving me a mess. Take off your makeup and put down the camera.
Choke on the drama that makes me want to,
tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved.
Creating a life of trends and make believe.

She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,
get out while you can or shell tear you to pieces.
She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,
get out while you can or shell tear you to pieces.
(She get what she wants and she breaks what she gets)
She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,
get out while you can or shell tear you to pieces.
(Get out while you can or shell tears you to pieces)
She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,
get out while you can or shell tear you to pieces.
(Are you having a good time sweetheart?)

Take off your makeup and put down the camera.
Choke on the drama that makes me want to,
tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved.
Creating a life of trends and make believe.

Carry on home,
I'll be waiting miles and miles away.
Leaving you to be,
forever seventeen.
Cleaning up the messes that you made.