And 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
'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
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