I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab Before she left she made a dashboard confessional And spilled her guts in cursive but what’s worse is I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate Oh my and in a funny way the ceiling tastes So high but no chance My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth But I approached her like hey mercedes why the long face Why you cryin? there’s no need Just put on this coheed and fall out Boy meets girl jimmy eat world But Schlep eats pills till he’s all out Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady Mackin on brand new, but I had to Bounce over to the postal service to Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness And all the way I saw planes and mistook ‘em for stars She played games but she took ‘em too far At the drive-in Watching soft porn and you can tell By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin’ in the popcorn I hop in my cab destination midtown Just to get up with some kids that like to get down I’d made my rounds and that was that In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks And I remember I seen her ass in early November On a Thursday taking back Sunday for a refund She shot a wink like no hard feelings Then she jetted to Brazil man them pills had me spun
This song is from Gym Class Heroes’ The Papercut Chronicles album released by Decaydance & Fueled By Ramen on February 22, 2005.
Probably one of my favorite songs ever. So genius.
my name is liz. i’m 23 and have no idea what to do with my life. i’m socially retarded, unless i’ve had a few drinks. i feel like my best friends and i are all the same person.. somehow. i have a shoe problem. i like books and the ocean. i hate talking about myself. o’doyle rules.