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