Cardboard Cutouts - Fifteen

Glass of coke with a shot of Jack
Burning the back of my throat
Photographs of teenage love
You're not the girl I used to know
Your true colors have finally shown
You're so easily over-attached
I hate confrontation but you hate the fact
You're losing control
And you're losing your hold on me
Back when I was 15
You had me tripping over every word you said
Thought loving you was like the perfect dream
Now all I feel is your hands, wrapping 'round my neck
Yeah, when I was 15
I didn't know this love would be killing me
Oh
Back when I was 15
Your claws come out when I step through the door
Feeling so low
So, I'm not coming home
Don't call my phone
Leave me alone
I need some time to think this through
We couldn't be any more mismatched
I hate this frustration but you hate the fact
You're losing control
And your losing your hold on me
Back when I was 15
You had me tripping over every word you said
Thought loving you was like the perfect dream
Now all I feel is your hands, wrapping 'round my neck
Yeah when I was 15
I didn't know this love would be killing me
Oh
Back when I was 15
Back when I was 15
You had me tripping over every word you said
Thought loving you was like the perfect dream
Now all I feel is your hands, wrapping 'round my neck
Yeah when I was 15
I didn't know that this love would be killing me
Oh
Back when I was 15
Yeah

Written by:
Campbell Patterson, Daniel Plant

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