Breakaway (From That Boy)
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway,
From that boy
He’s not your type
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway
From his arms
And come to mine
It hurts me so
to see you waste your time
All he’s doing, doing,
doing, doing
Is handing you a line
Why don’t you
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, from that boy
He’s not your type
What kind of guy is he
Who would lead you to believe
That you’re the
only love in his life
He’ll put stardust in your eyes
And build candles in your skies
And he’s out with
a new girl every night
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway,
From that boy
He’s not your type
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway
From his arms
And come to mine
It hurts me so
to see you waste your time
All he’s doing, doing,
doing, doing
Is handing you a line
Why don’t you
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, from that boy
He’s not your type
Why don’t you
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, Breakaway
Breakaway, Breakaway,
Breakaway, from that boy
He’s not your type
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