Oopsies
Fucked up mind
It's a sign
Never gonna go
Mental side
Feelings blind
Feeling high
I'm never gonna tell
Any lies
But she's just another hole
He's just another dick
They're just another kiss
You're the best of the pick
That's what we tell everyone
We'll never stick with anyone
We just want a stick one
As long as we get plenty one
Yeah
I just want someone in bed
A fuck in the shed?
You're a favourite colours red
Or is it green?
I don't know who to believe
But I do know this
We're taking the piss
Fuck happened to us?
On that Brighton bus
Watching my eyes bleed
And our egos feed
Sex therapy is great
For those who speak
But we all know the quiet ones are the biggest freaks
Straight men crave lesbians
They'd part of the establishment
They think they need punishment
They need to be dominant
They need control
They need a hole
They beg for anal
But they won't stand gaynal
They demand vaginal
Or they'll reach for a bible
Make gays suicidal
Cos being straight is vital
Yeah
But I just need a connection
An all sex infection
We need a male injection
I hope I've made the right impression
Cos that's my intention
Give me attention
Just give me attention!
Put me in detention
And use my body so I can get redemption
(Me rambling about how missionary is a good position and doesn't deserve to be labelled as 'vanilla')
I never thought I'd be this lonely
i never though that you wouldn't care
I always thought that we'd be happy
Instead I'm sitting here
Crying out my fucking eyes
I can't trust anyone
I can't even trust myself
I can't feel anything
I can't feel love itself
And if you think you'll come along and fix me
Well I got news for you
This ain't a a fucking fairy tale
Never thought I'd hate you this much
I never thought I'd want to run you over
Just to get back at you
For all the things you did and used to do
But I don't hate you anymore
Not as much as I used to anyway
But I kinda wanna hit replay
And do things different
Cos I'm different
I'm thinking different now
I can't trust anyone
I can't even trust myself
I can't feel anything
I can't feel love itself
And if you think you'll come along and fix me
Well I got news for you
This ain't a a fucking fairy tale
It's a sign
Never gonna go
Mental side
Feelings blind
Feeling high
I'm never gonna tell
Any lies
But she's just another hole
He's just another dick
They're just another kiss
You're the best of the pick
That's what we tell everyone
We'll never stick with anyone
We just want a stick one
As long as we get plenty one
Yeah
I just want someone in bed
A fuck in the shed?
You're a favourite colours red
Or is it green?
I don't know who to believe
But I do know this
We're taking the piss
Fuck happened to us?
On that Brighton bus
Watching my eyes bleed
And our egos feed
Sex therapy is great
For those who speak
But we all know the quiet ones are the biggest freaks
Straight men crave lesbians
They'd part of the establishment
They think they need punishment
They need to be dominant
They need control
They need a hole
They beg for anal
But they won't stand gaynal
They demand vaginal
Or they'll reach for a bible
Make gays suicidal
Cos being straight is vital
Yeah
But I just need a connection
An all sex infection
We need a male injection
I hope I've made the right impression
Cos that's my intention
Give me attention
Just give me attention!
Put me in detention
And use my body so I can get redemption
(Me rambling about how missionary is a good position and doesn't deserve to be labelled as 'vanilla')
I never thought I'd be this lonely
i never though that you wouldn't care
I always thought that we'd be happy
Instead I'm sitting here
Crying out my fucking eyes
I can't trust anyone
I can't even trust myself
I can't feel anything
I can't feel love itself
And if you think you'll come along and fix me
Well I got news for you
This ain't a a fucking fairy tale
Never thought I'd hate you this much
I never thought I'd want to run you over
Just to get back at you
For all the things you did and used to do
But I don't hate you anymore
Not as much as I used to anyway
But I kinda wanna hit replay
And do things different
Cos I'm different
I'm thinking different now
I can't trust anyone
I can't even trust myself
I can't feel anything
I can't feel love itself
And if you think you'll come along and fix me
Well I got news for you
This ain't a a fucking fairy tale
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Writer(s): Matthew Willson
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