 Never thought that I could feel
Such a slap in the face
Since my semester in New York
Where I drank it away
Social strategies are taught to bohemian crowds
And my love was like a food stamp, handing it out.
Oh!
So I fell in love with you,
All faint and grizzled and mature
You left me (gasp) naked, pining whining
On your bathroom floor
If it makes you jealous tells us sis
What boy we should adore
Well we talk about myself
So I don't mind that hes a bore
Hes like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
Hes like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Mountain Man,
Brag about your band to me
You got me hot with all those snide remarks
About my poetry
But he gobbles up every single line about stars
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms
Like brightly lit cigars.
So now,
He's next to me
But I can feel you in my heart
You're everything,
You're everything he'll never be
Its misery,
But more specifically
I miss that day you spit on me.
Hes like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
Hes like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Hes like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
Hes like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He has no incline of your status of mind
Hes just a glow that i splattered behind
You and I are like Siamese twins
So let the sick sad game begin!
Now,
Your here again
And he will wonder where I've been
I'm giving in,
But in my own opinion
Its how to be
Though i can hear him singing,
"All this envy's killin me."
(Killing me)
Hes like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
Hes like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Hes like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
Hes like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do.
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