You came, you went My mind it got a dent I couldn´t make my rent Cos all my cash was lent
This town is filled With thousand-dollar-bills Laminated songs Contaminated lawns Well we eat about fifteen times a day Starin´ through a bag of Frito Lay And I play with the fire in the stove When my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold
Well it´s real and it´s fake And it´s flamin´ like a steak And she´s puttin´ out my face with the rake Oh honey you knew That you were my one and only blur
Unglued, depressed The meatloaf in my chest Personality test
I failed with the best And I stomped and I stormed And I passed out in your dorm Then you hustled me outside I couldn´t catch a ride But the subway trains speak to me now I´m browsing through the supermarket town And the girls don´t talk when I´m around And I´m feelin´ bad even though nothing´s wrong