It's funny how your worst enemies always seem 
  to 
  turn out to be all of your 
  best friend's best friends 
  But I folded and I told 
  These aren't things I saved to sink you 
  but I folded, I told 
  So draw or throw and I will explode 
  It's time for you to choose 
  the bullet or the chapstick 
  And you are far too cute or whatever he said 
  Every time I hear it I am wishing I was great 
  I wish her... past tense my best friend 
  But I folded and I told 
  These aren't things I say to save me 
  But I folded, I told 
  I hope she's caught in the explosion 
  It's time for you to choose 
  the bullet or the chapstick 
  And you are far too cute or whatever he said 
  It's time for you to choose 
  It's time for you to choose 
  the bullet or the chapstick 
  This is me in his room 
  This is me in his room 
  This is me in his room 
  Red, gold, I told 
  We don't play fair 
  Red, gold, I told 
  We never stand too close 
  So I update this almost every single day for you 
  I begin to hate you for your face and not just the things you do 
  Go tell him how my wrist is sore 
  from pulling at your insides all night 
  Nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you