speak what you want, it won't bother me
i'm all buttered up from the looks you've sent me
gather your time and take all your thoughts
to the back of the bar where we won't know anyone
some will have to go and i have to go if you won't
tell me some truths or tell me some whys
of how you love your phone but you just let it die
staying over there, trying to care
when the love of your life doesn't know where you are
some will have to go and i have to go if you won't
so take a new body
to the cool party
hold your own
at the cool party
get your nose to bleed
on your own