Walk Away
Christine's Depression never seems to end,
cuz she'll never be as skinny as the girls on friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a q-tip
she'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today,
And she walked away
(ooooh they walk away)
Malcoms got his image,
his rock and his glock,
And if he lives to see 20 he will beat the clock.
He's got his ride, his pride and girls by his side
He makes a stance with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray,
and he walked away.
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away)
and the destination is clear,
anywhere but here.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
So walk away from the boyfriend losers and
the the shame of the game that your brain knows your loosing,
the job that you do,
it just robs you of who you can be when you're free from this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone
With your chatroom friends, calling at ramones,
but the phone don't ring,
Joey just sings,
sedated.
You've gotta learn to hate it.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
(oooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter (gutter, gutter)
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered (brains all cluttered, all cluttered).
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars (scars, scars),
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars. (stars, stars)
(ooooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) to fade...
cuz she'll never be as skinny as the girls on friends.
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a q-tip
she'd take stupid over fat.
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today,
And she walked away
(ooooh they walk away)
Malcoms got his image,
his rock and his glock,
And if he lives to see 20 he will beat the clock.
He's got his ride, his pride and girls by his side
He makes a stance with a gun in his hand.
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray,
and he walked away.
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away)
and the destination is clear,
anywhere but here.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars
(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
So walk away from the boyfriend losers and
the the shame of the game that your brain knows your loosing,
the job that you do,
it just robs you of who you can be when you're free from this mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone
With your chatroom friends, calling at ramones,
but the phone don't ring,
Joey just sings,
sedated.
You've gotta learn to hate it.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
(oooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered.
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars.
Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter (gutter, gutter)
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered (brains all cluttered, all cluttered).
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars (scars, scars),
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars. (stars, stars)
(ooooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) to fade...
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Adams, Harry Barlow, Jason Meinert, Adam Coles, Connor Parker-jones
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