New Found Glory - Ex-Miss Lyrics
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Ex-Miss
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What Are The Lyrics For Ex-Miss By New Found Glory?
Everything that could have went wrong, went wrong this year
Nothing recently has made me want to stand up and cheer Everything you haven't said has finally come back to you Now, it's not the time, now it's not the time I know, you never liked any gifts I gave to you This holiday is overrated It turns out the way I expected This holiday is one to forget Another year, this time I'll regret That I spent too much time and money on you Why do I only remember the bad times we had? I guess everything we do does reflect Everything you wish, you said, has finally come back to you Now, it's not the time, no, no it's not the time I know, you never liked any gifts I gave to you This holiday is overrated It turns out the way I expected This holiday is one to forget Another year, this time I'll regret That I spent too much time and money on you This holiday is overrated It turns out the way I expected This holiday is one to forget Another year, not another year This holiday is overrated It turns out the way I expected This holiday is one to forget Another year, no, not another year I hope you spend it alone |
Who Wrote Ex-Miss By New Found Glory?
Chad Everett Gilbert, Cyrus William Bolooki, Ian R. Grushka, Jordan I. Pundik, Stephen Lee Klein
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What's The Duration Of The Ex-Miss By New Found Glory?The duration of Ex-Miss is 3:36 minutes and seconds. |
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