Make The Bus

The way you are now

You're never gonna make the bus

Even though

Everybody's so impressed

You've got "Do androids dream of electric sheep?" under your pillow

Oh!

I saw you spit on London just like you were Peter Pan

The way you are now

You're never gonna make it in my kitchen

Last I was here I was convinced I was your favorite warrior

I've got a terrible fixation

Can't get it off my mind

Don't really want to know it better

Want to keep it in the realm of fantasy

You wanted me just for a holiday

Or was it to pad your resume?

What do you give me but unwanted breakthroughs

Strange how certain details subvert everything

They lied their way into my prism

I was molested by some hundred year old men

But all I saw was proof of God's boredom

And the dark effects of nothing natural

OMG! WTT!

Aww girl we been through hell about it!

Then I see our friends and...

Everybody's so excited!

I'm standing over you eating juicy fruits till it gets in your eye!

I've got a terrible fixation

Can't get it off my mind

Don't really want to know it better

Want to keep it in the realm of fantasy