Original lyrics
ENHer pretty noises,
Can you turn them down?
I think, that i'm dying.
Do you want to go out?
Because we can play some pac-man,
Or go to the library.
We can order some phad thai without the msg.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
Close caption heartbeats
Though five letters long,
I think she's gone to nashville.
She don't care for my songs.
And if my heart hadn't withered
With her house, i'd track her down.
But i've got a lot to steer on
So i guess i'll hang around.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
And they write books about this sort of thing.
