A tired girl start her day
With a sigh like the moan of a violin
A cherry bursts in her mouth
This was before we had met
This is the first time I've ever felt like this
I could see that your pretty eyes were filled with contempt
But I had to go home
Even at the bus stop, you gave me the cold shoulder
The fireworks in the sky pulse
In a silhouette of love
With a little magic
Two sets of lying lips
Lock together
You see
God...
I'd like to be a naughty girl
I'm tired of being good
So, please
It's for a good reason
So let me be bad for once
By flipping my skirt
I'll be back soon
It looks like Saturday is going to be sunny
God, it has already started
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