Why you gotta be so fuckin' mean?
Said it's not your scene, could you just leave me
Alone with my friends, alone with my thoughts?
But I often have thoughts that can't be shared and
If you really cared about my health, about my heart
Then you would start keeping track of all the times
You said that you were fine but really weren't
It's just like back in time, when you were five
The doctor said you would be fine
But it still hurt, and I'm still sure
It was just a little trick to make us feel alright

Now I smell like smoke and I feel like shit
Probably couldn't hurt if I took a dip
Maybe then I'll finally be as clean as I was back at 18

'Cause I'm not getting any younger
My lungs get blacker every day
If I were to grow a beard, stop drinking beer
I fear you might not love me
Enough to make you stay
I really hope you'll stay

I know I said that it's not your problem
I know I said that it's not your care
This is a problem that can't get fixed with three drunk texts and one wet kiss
I know I said that it's not your problem
I know I said that it's not your care
This is a problem that can't get fixed with three drunk texts and one wet kiss

'Cause I'm not getting any younger
My lungs get blacker every day
If I were to grow a beard, stop drinking beer
I fear you might not love me
Enough to make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay
To make you stay

She's forgotten her car keys
And the flowers for her friends
They say she's a harpy
But she is on her meds
'Cause you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs their facial
We all listen to death metal
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't play the track
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't-
Do-do-don't-, do-do-do-don't play the track
She's mates with Roy Fokker
And he's completely faced
She's in with the rockers
But it's not to her taste
'Cause you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs their facial
We all listen to death metal
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
No one knows
Where she goes
No one knows
Where she goes
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la