Lyrics

uptight, melancholy, martyred city girl
so hard to crack a smile
here i am, a stale loaf of bread
trapped in the comfort of suburban style

then a shared melody
on the jukebox in the bar
mixed my red thoughts with her blues
started tapping both our shoes
nothing's ever what it seems
we saw eye to eye

but don't waste your time on me
la la la la la la
don't waste your time on me
la la la la la la

boxed-in, hyphenated, colored-in-the-lines
so hard to taste a thrill
where all my wildest thoughts can never break outside
and go in for the kill

and the shared melody
was gone in 3 and change
the purple disentwined
hidden walls redefined
nothing's ever what it seems
and we turned our eyes

so don't waste your time on me
I really don't mind if you think I'm a fool
don't waste your time on me
it is impossible to be so cool

so don't waste your time on me
I really don't mind if you think I'm a fool
don't waste your time on me
it is impossible to be so cool
so don't waste your time on me
I really don't mind if you think I'm a fool
don't waste your time on me
it is impossible to be so cool