Don't you dare speak with someone you don't know. They'll feel it in the back of their throat. We know I cant construct a poem, Cause words like girls get bored and run C'est la vie, I say "I've got so many better things" I've got nothing, you should see me, I smoke myself to sleep. And blame postmodern things I cant relate, Like summer camp and coastal states. Like alcohol and coffee beans. Dance floors and magazines. I think its safe to say "I've only got myself to blame" But boys in swooping haircuts are bringing me down, Taking pictures of themselves. And so I walk the web in search of love, But always seem to end up stuck. I'm finding flaws in everyone. I've reached the point where all I want, Is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up. We are parallel lines we're running in circles, We're never meant to cross. I'm at a loss, you were my tangerine, My pussycat, my trampoline. Now all I get are wincing cheeks, And dog problems, I signed a lease. Thinking my heart belonged at 93rd and park. Instead I broke a girl's heart, And flew back to phoenix to finish the year as it started. Can you hear me? Are you listening? This is the sound of my heart breaking. And I hope its entertaining, Cause for me its a bitch. Was it worth it? When you slept with him? Did you get it all out of your system? I am a man Holding it all I couldn't breath Caught me on the cross I didn't know I couldn't give up B is for believing you'd always be here for me. E is for everything, even when we'd see it though. C, c is for seeing through you, you are a fake, which brings me to A because, because, you always run away. I never finish phrases, I misspell. Open arms are prison cells. When I said, "I hate what I've become" I lied, I hated who I was. So when you start to wonder 'bout the pain in my throat, Then don't you ever, no never, ever, speak with someone you don't know.