The San Andreas Fault

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To a girl who never fit in
Consider this a letter you'll never get or never know I sent
I know he's hurting you but it's all right
It'll work out, because it always does, it always does
It kills me to know that, that's what you call love
There were roses that he gave, that he gave
And they'll wither soon
And now you know
The only time you gave a chance, we were kids back then
Since then you've been a pretty face I keep under the bed
Driving home, thinking of time better spent
With you in the passenger seat
It kills me to know that
There were roses that he gave, that he gave
And they'll wither soon
And now you know
The San Andreas Fault, it's breaking me
It's breaking me away from you, oh
The San Andreas Fault is breaking me
Breaking me into pieces
Someday I'll be a sad story and you'll be a wife
And a girl who consistently ruined my life
I'll be a nervous wreck and this whole town
Can see the mess you've made of me