Bitter Boys

Feel like I'm running out of melodies
To express my thoughts about my enemies
If you think you're right I'll show you to the door
It's to the left
You say everything I do is to hurt you
Not every move I make concerns you
Must be nice soaking up that sympathy
That you're still getting.

I kind of liked you til you said that
You seemed okay to me
I don't always see it coming
It's calm before the storm and then I'm
Blown away.
That's the price I pay

Go ahead and bottle it up
Put the lid on
I'll just smash it open
Let it spill out so everyone can se
That the problem isn't me, clearly
My room's still a mess
You think nothing's changed since you left
I beg to differ, I could not be more happy

Only have angry songs written about me
Bitter boys making noise between their bedroom walls
Gonna collect them up and make a mix cd
Probably get more radio play than me