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Mosquito Bite
03:39
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Looking back on it now
I built you up in my head
And I let you knock me down
Getting up off the ground
I was broken then but I sucked the slivers out
Cause now it don't hurt anymore
And I don't leave my clothes on your floor
Why did I cry
When it was just a mosquito bite
Oh I’m on rewind
And why’d you waste my time
Why’d I cry
Looking back on it now
Your hands were in my hair
And I couldn’t cut you out
Cause now it don’t hurt anymore
Your mouth, your friends, the milk
It’s all a blur
(chorus)
Why did I cry
When it was just a mosquito bite
Oh I’m on rewind
And why’d you waste my time
Oh I’m on rewind
And why’d you waste my time
Oh I’m on rewind
Just a mosquito bite
Why’d I cry
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2. |
In Your Head
03:07
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Fuck you forever
I said leaving
How you remember
Me feeling
Imagining me sad when you’re sad
Makes you feel a little better
You lost your spot on my refrigerator
Happy to replace you
But oh in your head
I wear your shirt to bed with my new boyfriend
And it’s never that good when we’re having sex
You think I miss your moves
And I’m forever dark blue
Oh yeah in your head
I can’t get over you
You’re delusional
You’re a pet fish
Assume I tell myself
that chick with you’s an ugly bitch
Imagining me sad
Broken in half
Makes the bowl a little bigger
Well I don’t need a babysitter
Get to bed without you
(chorus)
I wear your shirt to bed
With my lame boyfriend
Listen to Pavement
Like we did back then
You think I miss your moves
Permanently dark blue
Oh yeah in your head
Oh yeah in your head
(You think you're in my head)
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3. |
Lemon
03:08
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If I had a head I’d rest it on your shoulder
Yeah, I would come over
But I think I have pneumonia
Yeah I really wanna
Don’t come any closer
Wish I was doing downers
On a beach in California
Taking a siesta
Laying there for hours
Yeah I really wanna
Maybe it'd be better
Will I come back from
Feeling self-centered
Am I a lemon
I’ve been sucking my thumb and I think I’m sour
If I could take a deep breath
I’d tell you that we’re still friends
I hate that it’s your birthday
Cause I think I’m staying in again
Yeah I really wanna
Maybe when I’m better
(chorus)
If I had a head I’d rest it on your shoulder
Yeah I really wanna
But I don’t really wanna
(chorus)
Am I a lemon
I’ve been sucking my thumb and I think i'm sour
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4. |
High St
03:24
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I was gonna write a song about you sucking
and look at your pictures
Hang with your friend I planned on kissing
but I would rather
Talk about things with Emily
Watch a movie in Japanese
Feel real bad
Drown in a bath
Take a drag
And slip into a deep dream
Just like you
So far removed
Passing you by
I’m higher than hell, I’m the girl on the moon
It’s fine, we’re fine, it’s cool
You’ve got a brain that’s used to drugging
And a heart that needs and I gave it something
Cause last night you told Emily
Miyazaki made you think of me
And now you’re driving by my old street
You slow down and you slip into a deep dream
Just like you
So far removed
Passing you by
I’m higher than hell, I’m the girl on the moon
It’s fine, we’re fine, it’s cool
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5. |
Dog Years
04:11
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If you could do anything
You would ruin the best things
You would spoil the ending
You’d dissolve cotton candy
There you are in the rearview
Faking landings on the moon
Here we are in the driveway
I’m deciding which tree to run us into
Oh no, you scratched until I bled
I hope you choke on your own spit in your own bed
Cause I know
I know how it ends
We’re not gonna be friends
In dog years you’re dead
If you could be anything
You would be the worst thing
A dry patch when you’re sledding
And waking up with my lip bleeding
Here we are in the driveway
Deciding I have more to lose
But you should go home to Chicago
And take a long walk off the Navy Pier
Oh no, you scratched until I bled
I hope you choke on your own spit in your own bed
Cause I know
I know how it ends
We’re not gonna be friends
In dog years you’re dead
you're dead
you're dead
you're dead
you're dead
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6. |
Boring Girls
03:19
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Boring girl
Don’t hurt yourself
He says as he’s making up the bed
Cause his life’s a mess
And we’re sleeping around
I’m chainsmoking in my night dress
He makes excuses
He forgets my name
Boring boy, I’m sick of your boring face
This boring world is full of boring girls
And in his moronic world
I’m this boring girl
Pretty thing
Don’t hurt yourself
You should know he stays with me when he’s in town
She’s a model
I’m a motel
She finished college
I don’t play guitar too well
His boring world is full of boring girls
And in his moronic world, she’s a boring
We’re his boring girls
Boring boy
Don’t hurt yourself
I don’t think they have guitars in hell
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7. |
Locked Out
03:43
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Turns out I’m a bummer
I’m not the kind of girl
You keep around
Or kiss in the morning
I blacked out in the suburbs
So I don’t remember
Turns out I’m covered
In last summer
Coming down
Avalanche of awkward
Making out
Didn’t wanna talk much
Got locked out
We stayed on the porch couch
Fooled around
But it’s unimportant now
Because I’m unimportant now
Guess I’m not a swimmer
I’m the type of girl
You can drag down
Wash away in the morning
(chorus)
Turns out I’m a sucker
I’m just your type of girl
Coming down
Avalanche of awkward
Making out
Didn’t wanna talk much
Got locked out
Did it on the porch couch
Rolled around
But it’s unimportant now
Because I’m unimportant now
Oh yeah, I’m unimportant now
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8. |
I'm Not
04:13
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If you want
You can read my diary
I’ve got nothing left to lose
I’ve been losing since I lost my virginity
Just another pretty face, I’m no use
I’m naked and I feel dumb
TV and adolescence screwed me up
You’re out there and I’m home smoking pot
You’re so, you’re so great
And I’m not
I’m not
They wouldn’t get it sweetheart, please don’t tell on me
I let my memories fall through
It’s not my fault
I blame my sexuality
I feel promiscuous but maybe I’m a prude
(chorus)
I’m naked and I feel dumb
TV and Adderall screwed me up
You’re out there and I’m home smoking pot
You’re so fucking great and I’m not
You're just so fucking great and I’m not
I’m not
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9. |
Boys Of Summer
03:44
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Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer’s out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I’m driving by your house
Though I know you’re not home
But I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
Sunglasses on baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy
Remember how I made you scream
And I don’t understand what happened to our love
I’m gonna get you back
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
I see you walking real slow and you're smiling at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
Out on the road today I saw a deadhead sticker on a cadillac
Little voice inside my head said ‘don’t look back
you can never look back’
Thought I knew what love was, what did I know
Those days are gone forever
I should just let ‘em go, but
I can see you
Your brown shining in the sun
You got the top rolled down and that radio on baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
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10. |
Dandelion
03:09
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You’re a weed but you look like a flower
I’m gonna pop off your little yellow head
You’re not sweet but you taste like honeysuckle
And I’ve been rolling around in your dirty bed
You’re so attractive
And I’m stupid
For falling for it
And picking you again
And again
And again
Dandelion
Butterflies
Shouldn’t bite
Dandelion
It’s a pretty day in the park
And I feel sick inside
I’ve got you wrapped around my heart
And I’ve got a dirty mind
You’re so wild
I’m just a child
Kneeling
And picking you again
And again
And again
Dandelion
Butterflies
Shouldn’t bite
But you try
You try
(chorus)
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