Don't you dare <br />
Speak for someone you don't know<br />
They'll feel it in the back of their throat<br />
We know I can't construct a poem<br />
'Cause words like girls get bored and run <br />
C'est la vie<br />
I say "I've got so many better things" <br />
I've got nothing<br />
You should see me<br />
I smoke myself to sleep<br />
And blame postmodern things I can't relate<br />
Like summer camp and coastal states<br />
Like alcohol and coffee beans<br />
Dance floors and magazines<br />
I think it's safe to say I've only got <br />
Myself to blame<br />
But boys in swooping haircuts<br />
Are bringing me down<br />
Taking pictures of themselves<br />
Oh no<br />
<br />
“Boys in swooping haircuts you know who you are” <br />
<br />
And so I walk the web in search of love <br />
But always seem to end up stuck<br />
I'm finding flaws in everyone.<br />
I've reached the point where all I want<br />
Is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up<br />
We are parallel lines<br />
We’re running in circles<br />
We're never meant to cross<br />
<br />
I'm at a loss<br />
You were my tangerine<br />
My pussycat, my trampoline<br />
Now all's I get are wincing cheeks<br />
And dog problems<br />
I signed a lease<br />
Thinking my heart belonged <br />
At 93rd and park<br />
Instead I broke a girls heart<br />
And flew back to Phoenix <br />
To finish the year as it started<br />
<br />
Can you hear me? <br />
Are you listening? <br />
This is the sound of my heart breaking<br />
And I hope it's entertaining<br />
Cause for me<br />
It's a bitch<br />
<br />
Was it worth it? <br />
When you slept with him? <br />
Did you get it all out of your system? <br />
<br />
I am a man<br />
Holding it all<br />
I couldn’t breath <br />
Coming across<br />
I didn’t know <br />
I couldn’t get up <br />
<br />
B is for believing you'd always be here for me<br />
E is for everything, even when we'd see it though<br />
C, C is for seeing through you, you are a fake, which brings me to...<br />
A because, because, you always run away<br />
<br />
I never finish phrases I misspell<br />
An open arm's a prison cell<br />
When I said, "I hate what I've become" <br />
I lied, I hated who I was<br />
So when you start to wonder <br />
About the pain in my throat, <br />
Then don't you ever, no never ever<br />
Speak for someone<br />
You <br />
Don't <br />
Know