When did I learn how to hit you
So that the marks wouldn't show
Ages ago, ages ago
Oh when did I learn how to hit you
With your hands still in mine
Ages ago, ages ago
Your new friend, she sings like a virgin
Makes sure that everything's kept nice and clean
The shit I gave to you seems even filthier now
Holding back has just never been my game
You say you can't move on unless I stop smiling
Would you rather see my cry?
When will you say
When will you say
When will you say something that matters?
Your new friend, she sings like a virgin
Makes sure that everything's kept nice and clean
The shit I gave to you seems even filthier now
Holding back has just never been my game
Your new friend, she sings like a virgin
Makes sure that everything's kept nice and clean
The shit I gave to you seems even filthier now
Holding back has just never been my game
Ages ago, ages ago
Ages ago, ages ago
Ages ago, when we still had a choice
Writer(s): Anja Britta Bigrell, Marie Linda Eklund
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