Love songs mostly sound the same Exercise in futility for me There's a few who get away with it They've sung diverging insight I can find they drag me No one forced you to fall in love like you did No one tricked you, you weren't faking it But they got cold feet or changed their mind 'Cause they got scared or they got bored Now we're in this boring story that feels unjustly spoiled It's shelf life, insult to injury Did you tell him you're not gonna build his house? Left the nails in a pile to form a rusty mountain Some people need to hurt somebody, anyone You may as well have been a stranger You may as well have been one So around on this chorus with my most unholy ghost Take your radio and shove it on your heels and she's in running love Now I'm not special and I never was No cruelty made a muse of me, seen Just a two-fisted son of a bitch with no sickening nostalgia for this Same old cloying story, the same flypaper tongues We all deserve better than some love song So tell him you're not gonna build his house Leave the nails in a pile to form a rusty mountain Some people need to hurt somebody, anyone You may as well have been a stranger You may as well have been one Now that someone really loves me, hey, hey I can see that I'm not easy to love Took some diverging insight long-in-finding Now you're here and you kindly remind me That I am not a stranger, if I ever was Gonna build this rusty mountain Till we smoke cigarettes on the Sun We all deserve better than a love song