You came, you went   My mind it got a dent   I couldn't make my rent   Cos all my cash was lent      This town is filled   With thousand-dollar-bills   Laminated songs   Contaminated lawns   Well we eat about fifteen times a day   Starin' through a bag of Frito Lay   And I play with the fire in the stove   When my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold      Well it's real and it's fake   And it's flamin' like a steak   And she's puttin' out my face with the rake   Oh honey you knew   That you were my one and only blur      Unglued, depressed   The meatloaf in my chest   Personality test   I failed with the best   And I stomped and I stormed   And I passed out in your dorm   Then you hustled me outside   I couldn't catch a ride   But the subway trains speak to me now   I'm browsing through the supermarket town   And the girls don't talk when I'm around   And I'm feelin' bad even though nothing's wrong      Chokin' on a breathmint      That's cool   Yeah, that's cool