Lletres: Angels And Airwaves. I-Empire. It Hurts.

Is this what you want? Cause everybody acts without a clue.
Every little kiss and grin you gave, was just a little bullshit I saw through.
The alcohol is scented with your breath, you're always old enough to just be used,
I'm waiting for excuses that deceive, I'll meet you in the back to see them through.

How did I let her inside, we're drippin' of sweat, I'm feelin' alright, her lips were the last thing touched tonight,
Your best friend is not your girlfriend. It hurts

Are you out of your mind, you dug yourself into a liar's hole, You made a little spark to live inside, it's now a fuckin fire out of control. And when the morning comes you'll act surprised, And when the word gets out it will get old, And everyday you'll try and live your life, and every little scandal will unfold.

How did I let her inside? We're drippin' of sweat. I'm feelin' alright. Her lips were the last thing touched tonight
Your best friend is not your girlfriend. Sherrie do you want it, Sherrie I want it too

How did I let her inside? We're drippin' of sweat
I'm feelin' alright, her lips were the last thing touched tonight.

Your best friend is not your girlfriend. It hurts
Your best friend is not your girlfriend. It hurts
Your best friend is not your girlfriend