I stained my jeans again trying to get to the other side
Cue the second act but I’m stuck on the first line.
It’s a fight and you’re ready for the next round.
Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang, I fall to the ground.
Get back up, back to the start to where it all unfazed.
Under the stars, under the night sky, a promise unmade.
The last kiss stings as much as the first
I’ll make my own hearse.
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