Letras:
Perry Katy One Of The Boys

: You gotta help me out It?s all a blur last night We need a taxi ?cause you?re hung-over and I?m broke I lost my fake id but you lost the motel key

: (V1) This was never the way I planned Not my intention I got so brave, drink in hand Lost my discretion It's not what I'm used to Just wanna try u

: (V1) I?m out on my own again Face down in the porcelain Feeling so high but looking so low Party favors on the floor Group of girls banging on the

: [Lyrics/Music: Max Martin, Lukasz Gottwald, Katy Perry] You... change your mind Like a girl... changes clothes Yeah you... PMS Like a bitch... I would

we were in love so as I write this letter and shead my last tear its all for the better than we had this year lets close this chapter, say one last prayer

: [Wal-Mart Digital Edition] I take these turns A bit too fast Trying to leave you In my past The CD skips Our favorite songs Our greatest hits Just

are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted I?m going down *in flames* for you Baby you are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted One

Comparisons are easily done Once you've had a taste of perfection Like an apple hanging from a tree I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed You

This was never the way I planned, not my intention I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on