Artist Vs Poet - Made For Me текст песни

Little miss American girl
Giving everything in the world
But a heartbreak,but a heartbreak
And she would throw a drink in my face
Is she knew what I was trying to say
Here comes heartbreak
Here comes heartbreak

And you hate my favourite records and that's okay
Because I never really liked your friends anyway
So throw a fit when I'm out too late
Cause there's a million little things that I've been dying to say

But I can sum it up,up now
And then I'll get the hell out
It ain't breakin' news
Let's face the truth
That I was made for me
And you were made for you

You were a ten before I figured you out
The only reason I was stickin' around
But you crazy,crazy
And girl you know you can't win them all
If you could then Gold help us all
Cause you're crazy,oh,so crazy


And you hate my favourite records and that's okay
Because I never really liked your friends anyway
So throw a fit when I'm out too late
Cause there's a million little things that I've been dying to say

But I can sum it up,up now
And then I'll get the hell out
It ain't breakin' news
Let's face the truth
That I was made for me
And you were made for you

And when you finally calm down
Maybe I'll see you around
And we can fake a few hellos to prove
That I was made for me
And you were made for you,you,you,you,you,you,you,you

But I can sum it up,up now
And then I'll get the hell out
It ain't breakin' news
Let's face the truth
That I was made for me
And you were made for you

And when you finally calm down
Maybe I'll see you around
And we can fake a few hellos to prove
That I was made for me
And you were made for you