I write a lot, it´s mostly lies
I fall in love to pass the time
I never fit, I never tried
I need the struggle to feel alive

All I want are records on my stereo
I´m better off, baby, when I´m all alone, that´s a lie
Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul
Tell me I´m enough, I am dying to know what it´s like
This sound is fucked, but I don´t mind
It´s wrong enough to feel alright
I think a lot, like all the time
I get in trouble when things get quiet

All I want are records on my stereo
I´m better off, baby, when I´m all alone, that´s a lie
Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul
Tell me I´m enough, I am dying to know what it´s like