Normcore 2007

I don’t wanna grow old
But the years of rec league are upon us
I’ll cut off my arms at the end of the month
And arrange my name in alphabetical order
You can come to my house
If you can find something to talk about
You don’t need a play-by-play
And you never catch the hints I throw out

You can leave
The door's right there
I'm not your hostage
I'm sure aware
You can leave
The door's right there
I'm not your hostage
I'm sure aware

I have so much in my fridge that I won’t touch
I'm on edge and never feel like quite enough
I don’t believe anyone who says that they are not afraid to die
I don’t believe anyone who says that they are not afraid to die
I don’t believe anyone who says that they are not afraid to die
I don’t believe anyone who says that they are not afraid to die
'Cause I'm afraid to die

I'm not running away
They say I'm rising up
I’ll dip the cut in paint and try to wash away
But it just festers up
I'm not running away
They say I'm climbing up

It’s just another day in a different town when I wake up
And it’s killing me
And it’s killing me

Fuck your life
Is it everything you wanted and more?
Am I not everything you wanted and more?
Is it not everything you wanted?

So I said-
Hold the phone
I'm just trying to calm down
In the folds
Breathing in just to breathe out
Hold the phone
I'm just trying to calm down
In the folds
Breathing in just to breathe out