Well I've found a better method of pretending you were just some lover Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts With the efficiency

Push me to the edge All my friends are dead I don't really care if you cry Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said baby I am not afraid to, die On the real, you should've never lied All my friends are dead (yeah) You alright I'm alright

Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Two and two is four, babe Four into two is eight Come on now girl, don't you now make me late And I've got to leave One and one is two

It's taking me over, I don't wanna play this game no more, All you gotta do is tell me right now, You want me right now, come on, Give me the green light, We could have all night, If you just say the word, Tell me it's alright, Give me the green light.

I could see it as you turned to stone Still clearly I can hear you say And I can see the fear in your eyes I've seen it materialize Growing stronger each day Two weeks and you ran away I remember don't lie to me You couldn't see that it was not that way

I'm running out of room For your tattoos How can I get over you, over you When you're all over me? So don't tell me it's cool That I'm tattooed How can I get over you, over you? When you're all over me, yeah yeah One touch always makes me

Were the sun sits high. It's gonna be a wild weekend, Been on the phone with all my friends. Long as the keg don't float and the ice don't melt, We'll loosen up a notch on the Bible belt. Girl you can bet we'll fall in love again and again and again.

And we're not blind We are listening This is your life, this is your time Show me now Show me the arms aloft This my chick This is your time It's like we just can't help ourselves Cause we don't know how to back down

Don't put the blame on me I'm only human after all Don't put your blame on me 'Cause I'm only human after all Some people out of luck Some people think I can solve them Lord heavens above For making you cry I do what I can

No you don't even like You're so gay and you don't even like boys No you don't even like boys I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf While jacking off listening to Mozart You bitch and moan about LA Wishing you were in the rain reading Hemingway