This Song Is Gonna Buy Brendan Lukens a New Pair of Socks - Modern Baseball, The Superweaks, Thin Lips

I don’t like you

And I don’t have to

If I said it once I only said it once

Play my records

And read my stories

And I won’t see you unless I have to

Get out of Philly

And lose my mind a little bit

Nicky and Jackson saved my smile and I feel home

Joseph’s running

To tell me something

I feel older but I am so sure it’s a lie

When I was eighteen

I could not love her

I was always thinking of the one she left behind

I retraced her picture

To fit inside of mine

But she was naked and misshapen and confined

Now I don’t see her

She loves another

And in my bright I thought I had it figured out

But I’m still tracing

And I’m erasing

And somewhere sleeping I read words that have my doubts

I don’t like you

And I don’t have to

And I won’t see you unless I have to

I don’t like you

And I don’t have to

And I won’t see you unless I have to