You've got to know that you're good
And in time your slippery boy will fade away to a place far and unsafe
I shun myself
Hedonist, social cues
While you go stir the pot for poor working drones all on their phones
Open and warm
Laugh at my stupid jokes, but when it comes to talking we shy away, I stay to play
Stuck to the plan
See you out with your friends, checking in with your unfair guardian
Wish I was him
Katy
What the hell's wrong with me
Am I so lame and normal
Katy
It was the only time
That I actually tried to get something I wanted
Piercing your face
What was it supposed to be
Wary warning or a cultural thing
It's just a ring
More ornate than bold
So I'm told by your soul
Filtering jocks and Prada
You gotta be a judgmental being
Katy
What the hell's wrong with me
Am I so lame and normal
Katy
It was the only time
That I actually tried to get something I wanted
I always daydreamed about feeling your softness against my jaw
But not in this place, not in this place
Something's not right
When your best shot at a sincere moment's bookended by crooked pubs
Just drunken hugs