nicole shivak - I must be emo lyrics

rate me

dear diary,

mood: apathetic

my life is spiraling downward. i couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn't help that i couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .

i'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be

you'd be non-conforming to if u look just like me

i have paint on my nails and make-up on my face

i'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs

'cause i feel real deep when i'm dressing in drag

i call it freedom of expression most just call me a f*g

'cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like d*kes

'cause emo is one step below transvestite

stop my breathing and slit my throat

i must be emo

i don't jump around when i go to shows

i must be emo

i'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem

the way i dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe'en

i have no real problems but i like to make believe

i stole my sister's mascara now i'm grounded for a week

sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies

i can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing

girls keep breaking up with me, it' never any fun

they say they already have a p*ssy, they don't need another one

stop my breathing and slit my throat

i must be emo

i don't jump around when i go to shows

i must be emo

dye in my hair and polish on my toes

i must be emo

i play guitar and write suicide notes

i must be emo

my life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing ahold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way

when i get depressed i cut my wrists in every direction

hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection

i write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses

i told my friends i bleed black and cry during classes

i'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth

you can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off

i wear skin tight clothes while hating my life

if i said i like girls i'd only be half right

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Thanks to Nicole Shivak