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? Because 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 on youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
