my boyfriend… teen angel
my boyfriend… irresponsible
my boyfriend… venereal
my boyfriend… violates his parole
not you… not true… not you… not
sitting here forever sore in your room
bloodthirsty 45's play out of tune
i didn’t want to be first to disapprove
i didn’t want to be first to disapprove
but the taste in my mouth’s grown tired
but the taste in my mouth’s grown tired of you
my heart over reaches it swells it falls
it’s not sad just recognizing this mood as construct
does it make you more a kid if you wanna off a pig
does it make you more a pig if you wanna off some kid
that’s all i want