Hate your friends
Cos theyre the only ones that make you want to die
And they make their scene the priss and preen
Theyll never get it right
The mirror on the living room wall
Aint been too kind since you hit grade four
But honestly, the last thing hell say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time
Hes the boy you got
Hes the ticket stub that never won a prize
And and there is no hard sell cos hes got a face
Came straight from a fight
But he answers we he calls
And hes under six feet tall
But honestly, the last thing hell say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time
Hes big and dumb like a dagwood dog
Hes jeans never fit quite right
But there is a razor blade cut
And a feeling in your gut that says
There aint no way to disguise it
Hate your friends
Cos theyre the only ones that make you want to die
And they make their scene the priss and preen
Theyll never get it right
The ones who shine so bright
Are made or broke come Friday night
But honestly, the last thing hell say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your
Hes big and dumb like a dagwood dog
Hes jeans never fit quite right
But there is a razor blade cut
And a feeling in your gut that says
There aint no way to disguise it
But honestly, the last thing hell say tonight
Just put your things away, you know its just not your time
Thats the way, were gonna get it right
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You Am I
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