Call Me What You Like

I never was a fan of the internet

She never felt that safe in her own head

We both hate the news

There for the grace of God goes you

Smiling when I ask if she's bored yet

We wonder if we took it too far

Both taste confused

Darling, what am I to do?

I like to think that I'm

The only guy she'll see tonight

You can call me what you like

As long as you call me

And you can kiss the skin

From my lips if it makes you feel good

I'm not sure if you want it

I'm not sure if you need me, too

And you can taste the beer

On every guy that talks to you

But you can't stay awake forever

No, you can't stay awake forever

And so I find myself in your mum's bedroom

Fighting with the pink roller blinds

It's on pay-per-view

Just place your bets on whose lost their minds

You take a pirouette under duvet set

You sigh with perfect pitch on the time

I'm not made for you

But what else is new?

Oh, Lord she tells me that it's nothing

I really hope it's nothing

You can kiss the skin

From my lips if it makes you feel good

I'm not sure if you want it

I'm not sure if you need me, too

And you can taste the beer

On every guy that talks to you

But you can't stay awake forever

No, you can't stay awake forever

This just in, I am a total fucking dumbass

And I've come to the uncomfortable conclusion

I'm gonna be spending the rest of my life in a state

Of constant paranoia

Just let me follow you

And I'll proceed to bang my head on every doorway

And doorframe you see suitable for us to go through

And I've found that the road to happiness

Is paved with rows and rows of very tempting parking spaces

I'm not paranoid, I'm a realist

I know you're gonna kill me