Format - Dog Problems lyrics

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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