Can't Compete from FUNemployed! by The Michael Character

I heard "our song"
Or the song that I like to call "our song"
On the radio in an airport Barnes and Noble
Must have been like six or seven years ago
Each and every time that we hang out
The wait is too long but the duration is never long enough
But like clockwork I will hurt you again and again
But not 'till the end 'cause
Oh, September, reaching through me so that I could get to you
But then I misplaced my motivation
You told me my skin looked terrible
(as if I didn't already know)
As if my neurotic self-consciousness
Wasn't crippling enough as it is (but it is)
I heard "our song"
Or the song that I like to call "our song"
On the radio in an airport Barnes and Noble
Must have been like six or seven years ago
Well I'm sorry that I can't compete
With your thirty year old lover who makes independent movies
But I've still got a personality, I think
I won't deny this flawed biology
You don't find me attractive and that's okay by me but
Maybe we could just pretend at least (for a moment)
I heard "our song"
Or the song that I like to call "our song"
On the radio in an airport Barnes and Noble
Must have been like six or seven years ago
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll toss our hearts in a frying pan
Turn the fire on
S(alt) and P(epper) that shit
Like the golden sun
Cook some rice with it
Let the yolks run

• Acoustic Punk
• Folk Punk
• Punk
• Singer-Songwriter
• political punk
• Boston