Tore - Mali Velasquez

Lyrics by：Amalia Velasquez

Composed by：Amalia Velasquez/Josef Kuhn

Produced by：Josef Kuhn

No slightness in the blow you give

To my mouth

Most likely trying to just go with it

And be like everybody else that

Tore up your dress on the cement

I felt bad for expecting it

Up until it's the very end

The grass that I hid all of my throwing up in

In your backyard by the front porch

I lied when I came back in there feverish

And you could see right through me

But said that I'm not being transparent

Tore up your dress on the cement

Made you blush with embarrassment

Which made me feel irreplaceable

But the way I act's unforgivable

And swore that it was just another accident

The way it looks is unsettling

The way my teeth hurt is unbearable

The way your T-shirt's unwearable