It's Not Fad, It's Etiquette Lyrics

What do we get for free.
And they move in sly race headaches for me.
And dear its in bad form.
Buttoned up sweet in pink powder cheeks.
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If you go, I go and if you don't, I don't.
How could I have known your patient temper is considered tact.

I want it back, A.D.D. cliche's and caffeine tracks.
It's fact I want it back, shaking tambourines
like sugar packs.

It's fad,
I only panic for the boys who are so tragically torn.

Go, don't go. Phone from the show,
black feathers are your homes classy and proper?

Fact, I want it back.
You can dress me up in a pleasing black.
It's fact, I want it back. You can keep me here if you ask.

It's fad,
I only panic for the boys who are so tragically torn.
They never wanted to be loved, they are so tragically torn.

If you go, I go and if you don't, I don't.
It's fad or poise we get it.

It's fad,
I only panic for the boys who are so tragically torn.
They never wanted to be loved, they are so tragically torn.