Would you like to to out for a smoke with me
I would love to fill the gaps inside your schedule when you're free
I could light your cigarette butt off of mine
We both know it's not healthy but it helps us pass the the time

I get nervous thinking that I'll always be
The reason you get stares when we're walking down the street
Rip me open root around for what you'd like
Take my breath away and keep it even if my lungs are black

Got a light?
Got a crush?
Got a reason why your face is getting flush

It's a crime
That we can't stay in bed
Is there romance in the fact that politicians want us dead?

Would you like to go out on a date with me
Maybe I could call you handsome and you call me pretty
Is it cliché that you make me want to be
A slightly better person when you're standing next to me

Could you tell me one more time that it's okay
That you don't give an uh huh bout what boring people say
It’s the queerest feeling looking in your eyes
You know something no one else does when I'm standing in the light
I hope you're right

Would you like to go out for a smoke with me?

There is nothing I can do

Bout this knot inside my chest

You smell like plum and rosewater

I've got mold growin' in my head

You gave me 3 goodbye kisses

I'm still high from how they feel

Who needs drugs when I've got you

Pray to god that this is real

Feel like I'm back in high school

Feel like I'm wasting your time

I am inherently worse

Than everyone who I'm just like

I'll still rot right by your side

Please just tell me what to do

All I want is to be useful

All I want is to be used

So bruise me break me just don't fucking make me look

Inside the mirror

Sweetheart!

Call me pretty in our little daydream

Or I'll never hear it

In my life again

In my life again

Do you think that we could make this last forever?

Wanna feel like this again

Stomach heaving shaky breathing

I think I should do more drugs

Sorry if I bored you baby

Sorry I wasn't enough

Wish that I had what you wanted

A housewife, boyfriend, hedonist

You just met me at the wrong time

Guess it's over, that was it

So lie to my face gimme all the clichés you

Think you can muster

Sweetheart!

Make me worried that I'll never be known by another person

In my life again

In my life again

I wish we could make this last a little longer

Wanna goodbye kiss again

And I say... (La La La)

So I'll be stuck right where I am

Smoking til my lungs collapse

Skin will hang right off my bones

I can be an alley cat

Changing absolutely nothing

With my worthless attitude

When they finally put me down

At least I'll give the worms some food

At least I'll give the worms some food

At least I'll have a little use

At least I'll have a little use

At least I'll have a little use

(uh, uh, uh)

At least I'll have a little use

I hope I had a little use

Can I get a little confirmation that was real?

Did I make you feel the way you always made me feel?

The way you do when you talk about him?

I just want something that I could remember you by

Without the thought of someone else giving you butterflies

If you loved me why'd I never ever make you nervous?

Cause we were making out in alleys and getting lost looking for groceries

It's like one second I'm strung out on you and the next I'm getting clean

Maybe I'm an idiot, it didn't mean that much to you

But honey, that would make you a liar

And I always had a better image of you than you had of yourself

Better image of you than you had of yourself

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Motorcycle motorcycle!

Manic walking home an hour from your AirBnB

Freaking out and smoking my whole pack as soon as I leave

Ain't it bullshit that's the last night you kissed me?

I'm so sorry I'm pathetic when it comes to you

Just thought you weren't the type to be pathetic too

I guess that's not the case, just didn't make the cut

Cuz I lost my peace of mind chasing a better version of me

All for someone who gets bitter when they're trying to be sweet

Maybe I'm an idiot

It didn't mean that much to you

But honey, that would make you a liar

And I always had a better image of you than you had of yourself

Better image of you than you had of yourself

Maybe I'm just jaded

You gave me everything you had

But I honestly don't remember it's all just

Motorcycle motorcycle CRASH CRASH CRASH CRASH

Maybe I never shoulda let myself open up while I was trying to grow

Maybe you shoulda got your shit worked out

I always had a better image of you than I had of myself

Better image of you than I had of myself

Better image of you than I had of myself

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Motorcycle motorcycle!

There's a rest stop

Somewhere in Pennsylvania

And you don't know which bathroom to enter

You can choose

To be preyed on

Or you can hope that they will not make you the predator

What if you embarrass them?

They will make your body the problem

Aren't we tired?

It will bleed me til I'm dry

Make a leather coach bag out of my hide

And I dream when it cuts me open

You'll finally see there's somebody inside

But for now I'm livestock

And there's a man

He hangs out by the market

He is confident in how he sports his crooked teeth

He asks politely

Some impolite questions

Like why aren't you smiling, and what do you have in your jeans?

And he's staring at your chest

Getting off at the fears inside of your head

Aren't we scared?

It will bleed me til I'm dry

Make a leather coach bag out of my hide

And I dream when it cuts me open

You'll finally see there's somebody inside

But for now I'm livestock

And there's a room

And it's in every city

It is filled to the brim with recyclable cotton

It is feeding

On people like you

Poor or queer or black or just tired of your cages

And they hang you til you're blue

Cause your card didn't go through

It's a message to us all

We're a short power trip away from the slaughterhouse

Aren't we drained?

It will bleed me til I'm dry

Make a leather coach bag out of my hide

And dreaming of pity's been worthless

I'm gonna spit in its face til I die

But for now I'm livestock

In America's eyes

January feeling poison in your bones

And you think that you could flush it

Maybe if you get the dosage right

While I feel all of the hate

In your body and your brain

Dirty stares when you walk down the street

Shitty friends

Ruby garbage on the sidewalk

And a pile of clothes so big it could come alive and murder me

And your heart buried under suitcase luggage

Bleeding smog into your brain until you couldn't get up

Tell me do I look alright

Tell me do I look alright

Tell me do I look alright

Honey do I look alright

I'm terrified at the passage of time

I wonder what you think of it

It's so hard to get a read on you

I wish you'd hate it too

In a strangers house surrounded by new friends

And I think all of the drugs are finally starting to catch up with me

Lovely faces ugly skin twisting body horror grins

Dirty noses dripping glue like macaroni art

And I think I'm just like them

A grotesque of what I was

Fell apart so much this year all of my screws are loose

I'm disgusted thinking you might see me like this

When one pulls me in to kiss me I think I might throw up but

They brush my hair across my face and call me beautiful

I look away cause if they stare too long they won't say such sweet things

Two months later and I'm fucked up at the show

Bought your tickets months ago

But I don't remember seeing you

Spent an hour in the dorm

Putting my eyeliner on

I felt pretty without anyone else

Screaming songs I didn't know

Sweating glitter into gold

Alchemy of bruising skin becoming chrysalis

All alone but i was there

It was something in the air

I don't have to be somebody I'm not

Turn my body into dust

Turn my body into dust

Turn my body into clay

Build me into something worse

I was so afraid to ever leave the house

Now I'm begging for a reason to go out

Getting hurt and falling in love with everyone

I trip so much, I never walk I run

Doing things that probably aren't so good for me

At least I'm doing anything at all

It's the end of an era of attrition

Now we fall apart in

Coalition cuz

It won't be like this again

It won't be like this again

Gotta use it while we can

I'm not paranoid I'm just unlucky and a psychic

I see shit that shouldn't happen, everyday I try to fight it

But the future's predetermined, and it wants to fuck with you

It's just hard to face the fact that there is nothing we can do

So if you see me getting anxious you should probably run away

If I'm tapping on my legs too much it's better not to stay

Not saying I'm the reason I just don't have a response

If I'm being honest I think I'm just prone to loss

(La la la)

I like taking stimulants for my ADHD

Fill my head with punk rock daydreams

Screaming "Pirates life for me!"

I talk so much I think I'm saying absolutely nothing

No reason I'm a fuck up, no one to blame but my bad luck and

If my god complex starts showing, you should knock me down a peg

Not everything's about me, but it is inside my head

I don't think I'm a bad person, I just think about bad things

Just hope they finally leave me, when my mouth opens to sing

(La la la)

Sometimes bad things happen just because

Like the time your parents called the cops on Lizzy's house while we were doing drugs

You ran away, they finally realized you'd been missing for six weeks

But maybe good things happen cause the cops didn't say shit about the weed

We don't talk anymore cause you treated everyone like shit

And I will never know if you found the strength to rise above it

Hope you did

Honestly I think you're always gonna suck

But I am trying to be more optimistic because sometimes bad things happen just because

(La la la)

Sometimes bad things happen just because

Like the time you fell for someone who was hotter and could give you better love

That was the end

No matter what we did it wouldn't have worked out

But maybe good things happen cause at least I got shit to write about

Like I would've baked you daan tat to cheer you up on Lunar New Year's

Maybe if I kept my mouth shut I wouldn't be living my worst fears

Probably not!

But it's ok because I like to be your friend, and I am trying to be more optimistic cause

Sometimes bad things happen just because

(La la la la)

Please don't get any ideas I never loved you

I'm sorry that I said it I was crying I was drunk and I lied

You were just another subject of my infatuation

Like anarchy and great TV and

Getting high

And I know

One of these days I gotta grow up

But not today

Please don't get any ideas I'd never hate you

This would be a whole lot easier if I wanted you dead

I just know that I have trouble reconciling with the fact that

Reality is different than the image I made up in my head

And I know

I actually care a lot about politics and art and you

And I know

I'm always gonna be a poseur with a debilitating point of view

Of the world

See I make up excuses for caring about things

When I end up getting hurt

Doesn't make up for the fact that I've been

Half assing everything that I hold dear

So please don't get any ideas I never loved you

But it doesn't mean I wouldn't drop everything the moment you called

We gotta have eachother's backs in this fucking hellhole

So I'm sorry that I've been a stranger to my friends

And I know

Pessimism is getting me nowhere

And I know

I care for you like primetime tv and brushing up on Emma Goldman

And I think

Yeah I wanna believe

If that's not love for you my friend

Then what's the point of caring at all

My skin is always splotchy cause my clothes are always dirty

And I spent the whole day moving in 90 degree weather

And the sweat soaked into my jeans

And watered the bug bites

And I never shave my legs but I hate to see them hairy

So I just don't wear shorts because the thought of it is scary

That I've got to put in work to be the person I've been dreaming of

But I'm lazy

And I bum too many cigs

I would rather stay at yours than bus back home

Cause the only thing thats worse than getting up and doing laundry

Are the things I have to face when I'm alone

So it took about a month to organize my room

Cause I never really thought of making some place feel like home

I put flyers on the wall

Keep the radiators low cause I run hot

I get too tired to take the stairs so I pass out on the loveseat

I think that I'm pathetic but honestly I'm lucky

Cause I have a place to stay that's pretty cheap

And I get to have a loveseat

But I'm still scared

Of doing nice things for myself

How I sleep until I miss the setting sun

But we find furniture for free

We put records on to clean

I feel better when I get the dishes done

So we started planning dinners

I made rice and beans with chicken

And we couldn't find cilantro

So we bought a plant to pick from

And it died pretty quick

Even though I watered it pretty often

And I don't always take good care of the skin that I am in

It is slow work teaching myself to be kind

So maybe it's not punk and maybe it's not cool

But while I'm here I'm learning to put in the time

For once I'm smoking on my own front porch

I think I could start to learn

To treat my body like a temple

Not a dorm room

My friends and I will

Lay down on my couch

Take your shoes off in my house

This can be a place where we can get some rest

For once I'm smoking on my own front porch

I think I could start to learn

To treat my body like a temple

Not a dorm room

My friends and I will

Lay down on my couch

Take your shoes off in my house

This can be a place where we can get some rest

Baby I feel like a moth tonight

Staring dead ahead into the bathroom light

Buzzing and buzzing my body feels fuzzy

I'll stumble back home when this party's dead

I like to float above everything

Tomorrow I'll throw up and i'll regret none of it

I don't have to think while bent over the sink

I don't have to try to get over it

Swerving through bodies I make my escape to the

Kitchen I open the fridge in a haze til I

Find what I want and my pupils begin to glaze

And the people watch me fly

If I give them something to talk about maybe I'll never die

Oh the people watch me trip

The more I get shocked by the light bulb

The more likely they are to tip

Honey can we get fucked up tonight

I think when I'm sober I act like a parasite

My stature and face seems to scream I'm a waste

I don't want pity I want worship

I'm drawn to the sun so the people have fun

They throw me their bounty to watch it grow

They laugh and they stare as I trip down the stairs

You'd think all the chemicals had made me glow

Decisions of fission my blood turns to magma

I proclaim my gospel in a language like latin

And the audience watches, and thinks, what a queer little thing

And the people watch me fly

If I give them something to talk about maybe I'll never die

Oh the people watch me trip

The more I get shocked by the lightbulb

The more likely they are to tip

Oh the people watch me fly

If I give them something to talk about maybe I'll never die

Oh the people watch me

Trip

The more I get shocked by the lightbulb

The more likely they are to tip

Could you give me a break

Please give me a break

It's been a real hard year

Would you give me a break

And if you don't wanna talk about it

Why are you talking to me at all?

It was all a mistake

It was all a mistake

Everything that I did

Every second awake

And if you don't wanna talk about it

Why are you talking to me at all?

Don't wanna hear about me

Why pretend you're listening at all?

Do you remember the start when I got real sick?

Mucus crowding my lungs

Sweat until the sheets stick

How the hell could I write about politics?

What the hell could I say that would mean anything?

Please give me a break

All I want is a break

It's been a real hard year

My heart is turning to kindling

It's storming all day

My body's an oil slick of caffeine and hate

Sometimes I get worried there's nothing to save

From commercials and emails washing our brains

Give me fifteen dollars no one will shoot up the schools

You can live two more years if you just vote blue

Please give me a break

When my grandfather died

I didn't call Dad for months

I didn't know what to say

I lost control of my lungs

I drowned myself in dying pleasures

Instead of reaching out to the people I loved

I've been a pretty bad daughter and a terrible son

I say some shitty things in an attempt to be fun

And I don't wanna talk about it

But I love hearing my voice leaving my mouth

If bad things happen just because

Why do I feel guilty all of the time?

Do you remember the middle I was manic and cheap?

I was melting at anything I heard that was sweet

I couldn't get out of bed I didn't want anything

But a little sedation and something to eat

Please give me a break

All I want is a break

It's been a real hard year

The planet's turning to kindling from all of our hate

Fascism is eating up our dying state

I wish I could kick the teeth in of this whole fucking place

How can we save the world with all this shit on our plate

Heart's breaking in pieces a new time every month

A couple near death experiences for my mom

Please give me a break

I wish I stopped finding new exciting things to be crazy about

I wish I was 17 and writing angry gender songs

I wish I could worry more on everyone and not myself

Global politics impending doom was so much easier

Than growing up

And realizing

I was never gonna fix the system

And now I need help making rent

It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be okay

And if it isn't

If it isn't

What the fuck can I do about it?

Guess I'll try again next year