Texty: Zebrahead. Broadcast to the World. Your New Boyfriend Wears Girl Pants.

And so I'm bruised and beaten
Wake up from the floor that I've been sleeping
Next to the radio that you broke
Yeah, the hits just keep on coming

Summer skies, alibi, December lies
Nothing like a party to get you drunk and make you start a fight
I see the DJ look away when you say you went home
The turntables, turn the tables, you confess you weren't alone

And it just hit me

That's all my mistakes
Could never add up to the only one that you just made
And all my headaches
Will never compare to the biggest one that you just gave

So I'm broken, bleeding
From this mouth you said was no use keeping
And it's not so good so far
Your lipstick stains my neck and gives me a new scar

Summer skies, alibi, December lies
Nothing like a party to get you drunk and make you start a fight
I see the DJ look away when you say you went home
The turntables turn the tables, you confess you weren't alone

And it just hit me

That's all my mistakes
Could never add up to the only one that you just made
And all my headaches
Will never compare to the biggest one that you just gave to me

All my bruises tell me all the words mean nothing
All these bruises are all I have to show
And all along I had nowhere else to go

Like your dagger stuck inside, I'm stuck
Stuck inside some makeshift reality
Where you meant the world to me

But finally getting free
I'm breaking free
I'm breaking free

And it just hit me

All my mistakes
Could never add up to the only one that you just made
And all my headaches
Will never compare to the biggest one that you just gave

And all my mistakes
Could never add up to the only one that you just made
And all my headaches
Will never compare to the biggest one that you just gave to me

To me
You just gave to me