Mix Tape

  • I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
  • You're always made up.
  • And I'm sick of your tattoos,
  • and the way you always criticize the Smiths... and Morrissey.
  • And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
  • But when I say let's keep in touch,
  • I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
  • This is the first song for your mixtape.
  • It's short just like your temper,
  • but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool...
  • I got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
  • You're always made up.
  • And I'm sick of your tattoos, and the way you don't appreciate Brand New or me
  • And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
  • But when I say let's keep in touch,
  • I hope you know I mean I wish that you'd grow up.
  • This is the first song for your mixtape.
  • It's short just like your temper,
  • but somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool...
  • (yeah, but I wish you were my shadow.)
  • (yeah, but I wish you were my shadow.)

References