What The Hell

All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about
If you love me, if you hate me, you can't save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good but now, whoa, what the hell

So what if I go out on a million dates
You never call or listen to me anyway
I rather rage than sit around and wait all day
Don't get me wrong. I just need some time to play-ay



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