You're So Yesterday

I guess I met the Devil

But I sure didn't know no better

You were cool as hell like e-mail

But still timeless like a letter

As I sit and I stare at the satanic glare

At the glass frame in front of your face

You're alone on my shelf, yelling, "Look at yourself"

I feel like Bobby Brady breaking the vase

And now you're all screwed up

You're so yesterday, miles away

Promised myself on New Years Day

I'd take a bath today and wash you away

As all of your little blond hairs go down the drain

Your sister called me yesterday

To tell me I was a loser

At least I haven't lost my mind

And at least I'm not a boozer

As I tried to heed to your wants and your needs

You were solemnly lost in space

So keep reading your books on 'How to give dirty looks'

Every time I should be put in my place

And now you're all screwed up

You're so yesterday, miles away

Promised myself on New Years Day

I'd take a bath today and wash you away

As all of your little blond hairs go down the drain

I guess I met the devil

But I sure didn't know no better

You were cool as hell like e-mail

But still timeless like a letter

You're so yesterday, miles away

Promised myself on New Years Day

I'd take a bath today and wash you away

As all of your little blond hairs go down the drain

All of your little blond hairs

All of your little blond hairs

All of your little blond hairs