I hate the stench of coffee on your breath   And I hate to feel its warmth against my neck   And what right do you have to have nightmares about me   When all I wanted was to sleep?      We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire   We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars   And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick   Cease, and desist!      I left your shallow skin and a note on your kitchen sideboard   It read "I have left you, please never try to find me"   This is no existential crisis, just turn your pain into piety   And then set your alarm clock for 4am the next morning      We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire   We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars   And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick   Cease, and desist!      This is how you spell    'HAHAHA, We destroyed the hopes    and the dreams of a generation of faux-romantics".    And I'm pleased, I'm pleased.      You walk in from your mother's balcony   Panda-eyes, freezing cold   You bury yourself in my chest to warm   I notice the goosebumps on your arms, millions   And whether it's because of the number    of hours spent laid face down on my bed listening to white noise,    or, well, obviously it's not,    I somehow manage to translate them from Braille      The trails on your skin spoke more to me than    the reams and reams of the half finished novels    you'd leave lying around all over the place   And every quotation that'd dribbled    from your mouth like a final, fatal livejournal entry   I know   I am wrong   I am sorry      We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire   We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars   And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick   Cease, and desist!      This is how you spell    "HAHAHA, We destroyed the hopes and dreams    of a generation of faux-romantics". And I'm pleased, I'm pleased.