We Both Don't Like The Same Things

from Well, fuck​.​.​. by MC Karel

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I've got more boyfriends than I have girlfriends. I'm polyamourous, I'm not at a dead end. I'm comfortable with everyone I know, except for the people with those stupid iPhones - go! These girls are dead weight. When we got too close I'll take another way out. I got my guts in the clouds and my head & my brain are disgustingly worn out. My heart was never found, I lost it to the sounds of Jawbreaker's Dear You, I don't think I can see you again. We can be friends, but nevermind that right? "Just friends" won't get me through the night - psyche! You gave me this disease called Blue Balls. I know it's not intended but it's kind of uncool, gal. Y'all are scared of me like I'm some kind of a football. But I'm not gonna hurt you, I just wanna fool around in my bed- oh my bad! - in your bed cause you're bad. And you said that my head looks good between your legs. So I lick your clit and you say that you're sick and you leave me hanging around with a limp dick.

I don't like sports. You don't like sports. I don't like when you wear short shorts. You don't like Emmentaler cheese. I don't like you. You don't like me.

I'm tired now, so get me outta here. Oh dear, don't try, I don't know why, but I don't give a shit about what you'd like. Oh, you wanna get down? Well, I wouldn't know how! So, let me eat my fries and sleep in until 5. Don't care 'bout Thursday nights, just wanna have a nice time. Get in line, don't be mine, I want you outta my life. Cause when life gives me limes I make limenade - but when life gives me lemons I wanna squeeze 'em in your face! Ain't no disgrace! Fuck your face! I don't know why I'm mad cause I don't wanna win this race. I just wanna plug in and play my Fender bass. Play along to mixtapes, get laid, no feelings, just a fuck phase. Not everything is okay, wanna blow out my brain. I wanna go to your place, hang around there all day. Not for sex but for fried eggs, babe.

I don't like you. You don't like me. I don't like how you drink your tea. You don't like my Dear Landlord shirt. I don't like you. I don't like her.

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from Well, fuck​.​.​., released March 10, 2014

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