Lyrics The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

Don't Fill Up On Chips

Tommy I love you!

I confess!

Are you impressed

With what I profess?

A temple of daddy (temple of daddy!)

I had an awakening (had an awakening!)

You never miss the things you had

If you don't want the things you've taken

I grew a gap between my teeth

I grew a crack where I was standing

So fill up the space that I don't need

Feel most complete when we're asleep

My head even with your hips

I hug your knees

Who's to blame, I don't know

I feel no responsibility, though

I feel no responsibility, no

I grew a gap between my teeth

I grew a crack where I was standing

You never wanted to have kids

You never wanted to get married

But "C'est la vie!", Tommy told me

That "It hurts but it's good!

No matter how bad, it's always good!"

So fill up the space that I don't need

Feel most complete when we're asleep

My head even with your hips

I hug your knees

Who's to blame, I don't know

I feel no responsibility, though

I feel no responsibility, no

So fill up the space that I don't need

Feel most complete when we're asleep

My head even with your hips

I hug your knees

Who's to blame, I don't know

I feel no responsibility

So fill up the space that I don't need

Feel most complete when we're asleep

My head even with your hips

I hug your knees

Who's to blame, I don't know

I feel no responsibility, though

I feel no responsibility, no

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