I'm Polly.
A half irish brogue wearing disorganised mess.
Tea is the key to this metal heart.

I know you thought she were different,
And you thought she were nice.
But she’s not nice,
She’s pretty fucking far from nice.
She’s looking at you funny,  
Rarely looking at you twice.

Bigger boys and stolen sweethearts,
Oh you’re better off without her anyway.
You said you wasn’t sad to see her go,
Yeah but it’s clear you were though.

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