I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence
All I can do is rhyme eloquence with presidence
Its the only word I think about
When your his and not mine...
(So unkind, so unkind)
And it gets so annoying like a chick magazine with 17 subscription cards shoved in between
They fall past my seat
And they land at my feet
Right next my pride, now can you beat that?
And what I can I say I come racecars and goth rock
And what can you do
Youre just California gridlock
Im a broken down camaro overheated
But youll never know youre the one that caused this crash
7 days passed since your last break up note
With its shaky and scribbled out, started over, broken words
That you wrote you know having what you needed wasnt good enough for you
Never do, never do
And now youre in his house thats the size of a mall
Ive never seen a grand piano look so fucking small
You know probably one of many things that are small about him too
And what I can I say I come racecars and punk rock
And what can you do
Youre just California gridlock
Im a broken down camaro overheated
But youll never know youre the one that caused this crash
Can we just try to forget that we were ever very different
Cause the tattoo on your shoulder tells me baby that aint true
But I like that in you, so quit tryin to prove yourself
And wake up and lose yourself in me
And what I can I say I come racecars and cock rock
And what can you do
Youre just California gridlock
Im a broken down camaro overheated
But youll never know youre the one that caused this crash
And what I can I say I come racecars and pop rocks
And what can you do
Youre just California gridlock
Im a broken down camaro overheated
But youll never know youre the one that caused this crash
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