Dumpster Full of Bones
You're cool, aloof, detached it seems
So am I but just about different things
It's a seller's market I'm just a buyer
Hold me like you'd hold a towel from the dryer
With you it seems I can talk about anything
And that includes how I'm the worst for you
I've got a bad attitude I'll fucking prove it
Your sunny outlook I'll surgically remove it
Cleaning out my closet, I'm cleaning out my playpen
Get a big trash bag I got a lot of skeletons
If I gave you a seventh chance
Does that count as romance?
I'm worse off not being hurt by you
Let's stop and think this through
You can't even call it a breakup
A dead elephant in the room
If nothing's intact in the first place you're screwed
You've got a bad attitude I'll fucking prove it
Your gloomy outlook I'll forcibly improve it
Cleaning out my closet, I'm cleaning out your playpen
Get a big trash bag I got a lot of skeletons
No I can't stand the hype 'cause I know where it came from
You say you love me? Name three of my albums
You can't get to heaven with that tattoo
If you think that's all that's stopping you
Then boy have I got bad news for you
So am I but just about different things
It's a seller's market I'm just a buyer
Hold me like you'd hold a towel from the dryer
With you it seems I can talk about anything
And that includes how I'm the worst for you
I've got a bad attitude I'll fucking prove it
Your sunny outlook I'll surgically remove it
Cleaning out my closet, I'm cleaning out my playpen
Get a big trash bag I got a lot of skeletons
If I gave you a seventh chance
Does that count as romance?
I'm worse off not being hurt by you
Let's stop and think this through
You can't even call it a breakup
A dead elephant in the room
If nothing's intact in the first place you're screwed
You've got a bad attitude I'll fucking prove it
Your gloomy outlook I'll forcibly improve it
Cleaning out my closet, I'm cleaning out your playpen
Get a big trash bag I got a lot of skeletons
No I can't stand the hype 'cause I know where it came from
You say you love me? Name three of my albums
You can't get to heaven with that tattoo
If you think that's all that's stopping you
Then boy have I got bad news for you
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Writer(s): Jon Urban
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