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Shallow End
03:04
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You're an embarrassment to inherited wealth
Three hours at cenno to support yourself
For the rent at your share house in Preston
So you have a nice place to get depressed in
You'll just have to doggy paddle if you can't freestyle
You'll have to doggy paddle if you can't freestyle
My mum had three jobs, two kids and one ex-husband
That immigrant work ethic skipped a generation
I'm schizoid, devoid of gainful employment
Medicated out of every sense of enjoyment
You'll just have to doggy paddle if you can't freestyle
You'll have to doggy paddle if you can't freestyle
I'm flea-bitten, debt-ridden, weevil-infested
Malnourished, discouraged, never well-rested
I'm picking last night's party out of your fresh graze
Don't mind my nose bleed, I get em like every day
You'll just have to doggy paddle if you can't freestyle
You'll have to doggy paddle If you can't freestyle
Can't freestyle
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2. |
Bitterness Baby
03:25
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Thought about you so hard I copped a door to the face
Think I knocked those rosy glasses out of their place
And I wanted to feel blood in my mouth
But it's just bitterness, baby
Bitterness, maybe
Maybe I'm bitter
Pathologically
A little too dramatic
But you liked it once, baby
Maybe I'll wake up
And things won't be so scary
But for now, promise I'll be your BPD baby
BPD baby
You think you know what "splitting" means but I don't think that you do
Explained myself so many times but it's just not getting through
And I wanted to say I loved you too
But instead I said get out of my way
Just get out of my way
Maybe I'm bitter
Pathologically
A little too dramatic
But you liked it once, baby
Maybe I'll wake up
And things won't be so scary
But for now, promise I'll be your BPD baby
BPD baby
Well I might be a narcissist, hun
But it takes one to know one
I could say I'm sorry too
But I'm not sorry we're through
Maybe I'm bitter
Pathologically
A little too dramatic
But you liked it once, baby
Maybe I'll wake up
And things won't be so scary
But for now, promise I'll be your BPD baby
BPD baby
BPD baby
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Lavender
03:10
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You smell like lavender and rosemary
And you smirk with your dimples and crooked teeth
And your nose ring that gets too cold
When I kiss you in the winter
And your collar that says you belong with me '
Your boots trample along this picket line
While I march and chant here by side
Cause you scream, you write, you whisper
With more passion than I can muster
For anything that's not your crooked smile
You smell like lavender and rosemary
You smell like lavender and rosemary
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Lucky Bones
03:46
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Barely remember
What came before
That crooked nose and amber eyes
You get shy
When I get corny
But these gay feelings do not lie
My bones and yours
Aren't what we expect them to be
But they won't break
As long as we're on the same team
But I'm so lucky
That you thought we could be
Just bones together
As long as you want them to be
As long as you want them to be
You get excited
About books and comics
You're the biggest nerd I've ever met
But when you talk fast
My heart beats faster
I'll be your guard dog, be your pet
My bones and yours
Aren't what we expect them to be
But they won't break
As long as we're on the same team
And I'm so lucky
That you thought we could be
Just bones together
As long as you want them to be
As long as you want them to be
If you throw the first punch I'll be there beside ya
If you get too tired I'll be there to guide ya
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5. |
Battle of the Burnouts
02:09
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We haven't spoken in three weeks cause every time we do
It gets a little worse
And it's kind of a curse
Like, when I'm trying harder just to be your friend
You make me your nurse
And you're kind of the worst
You're an arrogant banana stinking up my fruit salad
You won't listen when I'm talking so I'll sing you this ballad
You're everyone's problem but you're always the victim
You're the king of deflection, soon you won't have a kingdom
Built so many bridges for you, why'd you burn them down?
If I look at you wrong
Then you're suddenly gone
Into someone else's orbit who won't call you on your shit
So you don't have to grow
And I want you to know
You're an arrogant banana stinking up my fruit salad
You won't listen when I'm talking so I'll sing you this ballad
You're everyone's problem but you're always the victim
You're the king of deflection, soon you won't have a kingdom
What else do you want from me? You've already bled me dry
And you give nothing back
You unaccountable hack
The truth is that I miss you, and I know you've had it rough
But the rest of us still help each other when we just don't have enough
Hating yourself just feels like hating me
If only you knew who I think you could be
But you never say thanks
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6. |
Tetanus Shot
02:39
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We're sitting on the roof and the sun is setting
On a Bargain City raft and the cold is getting
Under my skin
And I can't help but think
How in five years time I don't know where I'd rather be
You ask me what I want and if it makes me happy
I don't know what that means but when I'm with you
I think I'm trying harder than I ever have
It's starting to get dark and I don't have the answer
On this roof with you
On this roof with you
We're in a wasteland, just us and the trash
But if we stack it real high we'll climb out of this mess
And I know I won't fall
Cause you're holding the mattress
We're using as a ladder
It feels kind of less dangerous
Romance isn't dead, it's just rusted and sharp
And we're starting to get drunk and it's starting to get dark
We'll stumble over metal
Down a twenty foot drop
Cause nothing says "love" like a tetanus shot
On this roof with you
On this roof with you
I've tried saying how it is you make me feel
But these words keep getting
Stuck in my throat, stuck in my throat
On this roof with you
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I'm dunk driving from your passenger seat
And you're trying to calm me down
I'm singing that I was born to run with you
You're so patient when I'm bringing you down
I stutter out "I love you my d-d-dear friend"
And pretend that I can't tell it hurts you
You drop me on my bed and offer to stay over
I ask you if you've got any more of that vodka
Maybe you don't miss me, maybe you were right to leave
Maybe you're just grateful you found somebody who needs you
Maybe she was right to cut you off from all your friends
But your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
Yeah your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
You wanted someone you could disappear into
And she's too young to know the difference
Between what love could be and her controlling you
Or your creepy fetish for dependence
I thought you would move on to someone better for you
But I know what toxic looks like
She doesn't want a girlfriend, she doesn't want a wife
She just wants a mother she can get inside
Maybe you don't miss me, maybe you were right to leave
Maybe I'm just jealous you found someone else who needs you
Maybe she could see I wasn't being a good friend
But your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
Yeah your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
Maybe you're still angry I never loved you enough
We really should have thought of that
Long before we fucked up
I hope one day you realise you're sick of all her shit
Cause your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
Yeah your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
Yeah your girlfriend is the worst person I think I've ever met
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Cis Boy
03:37
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My thighs are rubbing
And it's 42 degrees
You're standing in my way, dude
All I wanted was a slurpee
Can't stand still in public
If I don't want to be a spectacle
Can't message you on tinder
If I don't wanna see your testicles
Cis boy, cis boy
I don't like you cis boy
Rather use my dick toy
Why you staring, cis boy?
You grabbed my arm in the coffee line
Why'd you ask me about Nanette?
It's eight in the fucking morning
I haven't even had my cigarette
Every conversation with you
Is like an unpaid internship
Google is free, it's your journey
You need to take ownership
Cis boy, cis boy
I don't like you cis boy
Rather use my dick toy
Why you staring, cis boy?
If you want your nice guy ego stroked
Then you're shit out of luck
I'll give you your gold star
If you would shut the fuck up
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