Lyrics The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

Be Nice To Me

I got boulders on my shoulders

Collar bones begin to crack

There is very little left of me and it's never coming

back

There are certain things you ask of me

There are certain things I lack

The beginning, we were winning

Now we're just making a fact

What's it matter anymore?

You believe the lies I tell

There's no meaning to words

But we still sing these songs well

And we all left it alone

I'm sure it will work itself out fine

They are playing with your numbers

And we are running out of time

You're a killer and I'm your best friend

I think it's unfair, your situation

You say I'm changing,

Sorry I didn't know I had to stay the same

Can we talk about this later?

Your voice is driving me insane

I try to write you poems, but the words they don't make

sense

The hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are

too tense

I try to show emotion, but my eyes won't seem to wet

I'd love to tell you stories, but I can't remember how

they went

You're a flashlight in a dark room or the loneliest

black out

You were all we had left after it all was filtered out

I'm turning you on in a dark room right before we both

pass out

I'll turn you on when I need you, but the batteries ran

out

You're a werewolf and I'm a full moon

And all your very worst enemies will be gone soon

I think you're changing

Don't worry, you don't have to stay the same

Can we talk about this later?

Your voice is driving me insane