Lyrics

Some kind of modern cool emotion
It's like you've got nothing inside
Come and show me what you're made of
If you've really got nothing to hide

You look so cool but feel so dirty
I'm still cringing from the ride
You showed up late but came so early
Baby, that could be 'bout the only thing I really meant

CHORUS
I did my best to curb my
(quote) "Poetic temper tantrum"
Still, you play the victim
Better watch your back

Your breath is sweet, your lips are bitter
It's hard to be one of a kind
Insert your pathetic filler
Go on
Sit back cynical and drink your cheap red wine

CHORUS

You won't hardly know
How you've grown into ......what?
I don't know
Still you're hanging on 'till you fall
And you don't know how to fall

Damn these fires that burn against me
While you're fucking everything in sight
Damn these words they use to hurt me
And damn you

CHORUS