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


Chokin' on a breathmint

That's cool

Yeah, that's cool