Из альбома: Anti-Anthems
I blame myself, for not ignoring you
for guys like me, it's just the brutal truth
No relationships, without boundaries
or snobby rules of credibility
If i had found you soner
maybe you had found me saner
She dons a nice and sparkling red top
figure hugging soft to touch
black and baggy trousers
to facilitate
whiping of records
on her teenage but
Breathing, bleeding
I close my eyes and wonder why
She's really gone (i close my eyes)
We never fought, no harsh jwords,
We got along (we got along)
It's over, why don't you believe me
it's hard enough
She's what i eat, she's what i
breat and sleep
my stupid lines she hardly gives a hoor
returned phonecalls? idiotic noodge
she's got me scatterd, the done docter calls
i'm in a tizzy, i feel like a dipwad
breading, bleeding
goddamn, i am
a broken hearted loser
I close my eyes and wonder why
she's really gone (i close my eyes)
We never fought, no harsh words,
we got along (we got along)
it's over, why don't you
believe me?
it's hard enough
She's what i eat, she's what i bread and sleep
you're so unique, your bullet belts
your faded jeans, built in , mystique
your sizzling smile is so complex,
your nervous giggles echo away
it's over, why don't you believe me
it's hard enough
i'm searching for the truth in your scary lies