And irony is okay,
I suppose, culture is to blame
You try and mask your pain
In the most
Postmodern way
You lack substance when you say
Something like, "Oh, what a shame"
It's just
A self-referential way
That stops you
Having to be human
I'm assuming
You'll balloon
When you remove the dirty spoon
And start consuming like a human,
That's what I am assuming
I'm sure that you're
Not just another girl
I'm sure that you're
Gonna say that I was sexist
I feel like you're
Running out of all the things
I liked you for
Why can't we be friends,
When we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends
With us hating each other
Instead of calling me out,
You should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing
To say
And why would you believe
You could control
How you're perceived
When at your best
You're intermediately
Versed in your own feelings?
Keep on putting off conceiving
It's only you that you're deceiving
Oh, don't have a child,
Don't cramp your style,
I'll leave it
Why can't we be friends,
When we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends
With us hating each other
Instead of calling me out,
You should be pulling me in
I've just got one more thing
To say
I'm just pissed off
Because you pied me off
After your show
When you let go of my hand
In front of some sket
Who wanted to bitch
