Sixteen

When I was sixteen
 I dated a boy
 With my own name
 It was weird
 In the back of his truck
 Moaning my name
 While trying to fuck
 And I didn't think you had to
 Go to town
 And tell everybody's mom
 That I'm
 
 Sleeping around
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 Now I realize
 That all my friends are
 Mostly friends
 With you
 And I don't know
 Who would show up to my
 Barbecue
 And I
 Think you're the kind of guy
 Who would meet me at a party
 And forget my name
 And try to take me home
 All the same
 Now I
 I'm all alone
 In the grocery store
 Wondering who
 I'm buying all of these
 Hot dogs for
 And I
 Think you're the kind of guy
 Who would meet me at a party
 And forget my name
 And try to take me home
 All the same
 Now I
 Will never barbecue again
 And you can keep all of your
 Shitty friends
 And I
 Will never barbecue again
 And I
 Will never think of you again