Of a face full of words you'd think a few would be right (right)

And with a few tips of courage, you'd think my lip's less tight (right)


Shattered passenger window beside itself on the floor

They can take my stereo but you can't take me for a kid anymore



I'm going back to your house

Back from the dead

Why can't I forget what Katie said?

You've got standards girl

What the hell are you doing with me?



STD pay phone hanging off my face

The roomie has got me on hold

And damn why am I such a disgrace?

With a fist full of change and absolutely no sense

What little I've learned about love is at my pride's expense



I'm going back to your house

Back from the dead

Why can't I forget what Katie said?

You've got standards girl

What the hell are you doing with me?



I'm going back to your house

Back from the dead

Why can't I forget what Katie said?

You've got standards girl

What the hell are you doing with me?



You always know the latest place to be

With your waved in friends and your waved out fees

Your neon light's blinking vacancy, baby baby

You've always been the latest thing to be

With your guest list and their listless pleas

Here here, three cheers for your apathy



I'm back at your house

Back from the dead

Why can't I forget what Katie said?

You've got standards girl

What the hell are you doing with me?



I'm going back to your house

Back from the dead

Maybe I'll forget what Katie said

You've got standards girl

What the hell are you doing with me?

Yeah what the hell are you doing with me?

What's a decent girl doing with me?

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