Fashion Killed My Friends but It Taught Them How to F**k
I only fuck girls who still think the words
Dripped on acoustic guitar were written just for them
They call me a poet, they call me slime
They call out my name in their lover's bed
If you wake up and I'm gone
I'm heading to Rome and I never kissed you goodbye
I'm a man of passion, I'm a man of pleasure
But more important I'm too fucked up to care
Thank god for alcohol
And the bipolar girls who keep a seat saved at the bar
We killed the lights in this town
And this town is killing me
Whisper something dirty baby
Cause I'm trying to pretend that I can't remember your name
You're not the girl that I love
But you just might be the fuck that I need
Don't worry baby I'm an artist and I never break character
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Drink till we die, then fuck right back to life
We're the white whale of every goddamn searchlight
My god someone medicate me
I can't be sober with myself he's such a self-righteous prick
I live my life like I drink my whiskey
Shallow water floater with a decent crowd
But no one saw the bottle empty
They said I was singing some worthless anthem
These truly are the best days to die young
This one goes out late night college radio
To get lost in the static of a thousand desperate love songs
And to every word I left clinging to the thigh
Of my lost little lamb I know it hurts but I swear it's the last time
Dripped on acoustic guitar were written just for them
They call me a poet, they call me slime
They call out my name in their lover's bed
If you wake up and I'm gone
I'm heading to Rome and I never kissed you goodbye
I'm a man of passion, I'm a man of pleasure
But more important I'm too fucked up to care
Thank god for alcohol
And the bipolar girls who keep a seat saved at the bar
We killed the lights in this town
And this town is killing me
Whisper something dirty baby
Cause I'm trying to pretend that I can't remember your name
You're not the girl that I love
But you just might be the fuck that I need
Don't worry baby I'm an artist and I never break character
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Punk rock can have this town
New York will be my grave
Drink till we die, then fuck right back to life
We're the white whale of every goddamn searchlight
My god someone medicate me
I can't be sober with myself he's such a self-righteous prick
I live my life like I drink my whiskey
Shallow water floater with a decent crowd
But no one saw the bottle empty
They said I was singing some worthless anthem
These truly are the best days to die young
This one goes out late night college radio
To get lost in the static of a thousand desperate love songs
And to every word I left clinging to the thigh
Of my lost little lamb I know it hurts but I swear it's the last time
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Writer(s): Music Is The Enemy
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