middle finger

Lyrics

Yeah! Go fuck yourself You heard me right Don't call me nice again Don't you have somewhere to be at 7:30? Baby, I'm ready, I'm ready, ready, ready to blow my brains out You die And words don't do anything It's permanently night And I won't feel anything We'll all be laughing with you when you die Words don't do anything It's permanently night And I won't feel anything We'll all be laughing with you when you die Go fuck yourself And we might have started singing just a little soon We're throwing stones at a glass moon Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa oh Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa oh Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa oh...