go steady with me.
i know it turns you off when i
i get talking like a teen.
i get talking like a teen.

i found you, star of terrifying effigies.

im not sure if this feeling in my chest is from the high or because i think youre lovely

mark me with fire and
send me among the living dead
they cannot comprehend me;
i watch the sickness spread

times were simpler when i stayed up late drawing tank girl and hung out at the fido booth

i hate you i hate you i hate you

someday my pain, someday my pain
will mark you
harness your blame, harness your blame
and walk through

with the wild wolves around you
in the morning, i'll call you
send it farther on

solace my game, solace my game
it stars you
swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane
and run me through

and the story's all over you
in the morning i'll call you
can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted sinatra blue

what might have been lost -
don't bother me

cannot wait

still stings sometimes.

we have two hundred couches where you can sleep tonight

ugly bullring girl got a new ugly bullring

i am crying all over
no
no
no
no