T-Shirt 歌词

I blew my brains out. Butterflies came out It wasn't easy but it looked so nice I must admit it was probably a bit Of a cry for attention but just look at me now You wear me on your t-shirt I'll never be forgotten You don't care if it still hurts Just if it's still in fashion It's a lovely idea- beauty exploding from despair I never really was the life of the party But as I'm departing you will stop and stare and Wear me on your t-shirt And talk about me always And wonder how it happens This shit comes into fashion Parties are stupid. I am above this You and I have nothing to say to each other Our common ground is the vodka that we found In the kitchen of whoever the fuck owns this house and We talk about my t-shirt Like either of us cares We talk about our lives And wonder why we're here