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These past few months I've been no short of a little off my chair
From bending over backwards with no support for my self-abusive lifestyle
And being such a loser that I'll go out just to find
That I really hate the people at this party, so I'll just ride home
On my bike, all alone, and my phone's dead,
But I don't really care 'cause no one's calling anyways
And I don't hate this town
I just hate the people in it and the way they all treat each other
So turn this fucking car around
And take my sorry ass home, 'cause I'd rather be alone
For the night, eating KD, surfin' on my PC, so
Don't forget
That I'm taking on new bullshit
And the new year doesn't change a thing
No regrets
Is an impossible phrase to live by
'Cause the only thing I hate myself for is the people that I used to love
Yeah I've been up for some time
But I'm still getting by, I guess that I'm just fine
I got a new job, I'll buy a new guitar
'Cause some asshole at a Chops show stole mine awhile back
And I don't know that guy, but I could tell you if I did
I'd have a word and a half, and it would start with this
I'd say "It's people like you that I just don't understand,
Who pay ten bucks to see my half-assed band."
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She told the insomniac, "Not in your dreams,"
As hate blew her kisses and death bought her drinks,
And she went home with longing, and woke up with regret,
And waited for fate to call, but she hasn't heard yet.
The ghosts in the kitchen washing the dishes,
Still have some dirt buried under their nails,
And the dogs in the yard lashing out at the dark
Are irrational but passionate, so please save me your rhetoric.
I wanna know where the stars go when they take the night off,
And I wanna see the sun through a microscope,
So I can deal with the daytime people soaking in sadness,
So I can feel something outside of the sickening madness.
If the body's a temple, god damn I am an atheist,
If time heals all scars then whiskey is my therapist,
And I flirt with death, and I fuck with life,
And if God is love, then love is a lie,
I guess it's an art to have holes in your heart.
But holes in your head are an abomination,
And the dogs in the yard lashing out at the dark
Are irrational but passionate
So please save me your rhetoric.
And I need a map just to keep track of the days in the week
And I need to see Atlantis riddled with fire
So I can deal with the daytime people writhing in naive fashion,
So I can feel like more than a cigarette turning to ashes.
My family tree is a weeping willow
And I keep my broken dreams underneath my pillow
But they slowly fade away in time,
But they slowly fade away in time,
We all slowly fade away in time.
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Close-minded and jaded, your edges serrated,
You're cutting me open, you're making things worse,
You've got nothing better to do but explain how
You're better than us while we're all being nice.
I can't put my finger on what you've against me,
I don't know how your friends all handle your shit,
I hope that you love being full of yourself
And close-minded, really no fun to be around.
So this song's for you,
'Cause I hate your guts,
I hope they do too,
'Cause if not, they're nuts.
Close-minded and jaded, your edges serrated,
You're cutting me open, you're making things worse,
You've got nothing better to do but explain how
You're better than us while we're all being nice.
So I hope that you listen to lots of my music,
Hopefully you'll clue in as directed towards you,
Maybe you'll understand that I got sick of your bullshit,
Plus you're still living in your own little world.
So this song's for you,
'Cause I hate your guts,
I hope they do too,
'Cause if not, they're nuts.
So this song's for you,
'Cause I hate your guts,
I hope they do too,
'Cause if not, they're nuts.
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I've lost all motivation to get paid, or laid,
Or to even have a single fucking meaningful conversation these days
I've got my list of goals and I'm gonna cross every single one of them off this page
'Cause I've been stuck inside a rut and now I'm all fucked up,
Pent up with all this frustration thinking self-improvement's masturbation.
Am I being rational or just selfish?
When I'm saying to myself, "I'm never, ever gonna help anyone else do anything,"
Now when you call my house, I let it ring
Now I'm hammered and more clammed up than a shellfish,
When I'm thinkin' in my head that I'd be better off dead,
Tell all of my friends no more fun, I'm going to decapitate everyone.
Because I know something you don't know
But I'm sick of your antics so I've got to go
Well I could stay, but there's no way
I could pretend to listen while I'm looking at your stupid fucking face
So once again, in the end, I'll play the role of the sarcastic asshole.
I think I'm getting arthritis, and I've lost all my twenty-six recently purchased guitar picks,
It makes me wanna scream and shout and tear all of my hair right out,
But I'm not gonna sit and pout and fall back into all of my old doubts,
I have a six-pack of Pabst that's sitting at home waiting to be used,
Yeah, I'm through with all the boo-hoos, why the hell can't you just hang loose?
Got a new view, don't include you, so I choose to refuse your abuse.
Am I being rational or just selfish?
When I'm saying to myself, "I'm never, ever gonna help anyone else do anything,"
Now when you call my house, I let it ring
Now I'm hammered and more clammed up than a shellfish,
When I'm thinkin' in my head that I'd be better off dead,
Or somewhere far away from here, so far that you can't even hear,
All of my shitty songs about people you've never known or loved,
Tell all of my friends no more fun, I'm going to decapitate everyone.
Because I know something you don't know
But I'm sick to my stomach so I've got to go
Well I could stay, but there's no way
I could pretend to listen while I'm looking at your stupid fucking face
So once again, in the end, I'll play the role of the sarcastic asshole.
I've lost half of my friends I'll probably never see again,
Yeah now it's done, and it was fun,
But in the end, we were pretending,
Then after the storm of shit,
I go and fuck it up worse with a song like this,
And I'll never see you again.
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Trying to hold fast, but this operation, it wasn't built to last,
We need to make some changes, so we'll cut out all the bad,
And fill up all the holes from all the shit that's in the past.
I feel like I'm alone sometimes in a room full of people,
When I go out today, oh I won't feel the same,
So I'll just laugh to myself, getting stoned on my couch,
I'll be just fine.
Been sleeping through my days,
And I feel I've got no drive to keep me awake,
So I'm giving up yeah, I'm giving up now.
So when it's raining, I'll stay inside yeah,
You know it's raining all the time,
Because the weather's inside my head yeah,
In case you're asking, I'll be just fine.
So when it's raining, I'll stay inside yeah,
You know it's raining all the time,
Because the weather's inside my head yeah,
In case you're asking, I'll be just fine.
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released May 4, 2012
