You know I'm impatient
So why would you
leave me waiting
outside the station
When it was like minus
four degrees? And I
I get what you're sayin'
I just really don't
wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for
like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took
your nice words of
advice
About how you think
I'm gonna die lucky
if I turn thirty-three
Ok, so yeah,
I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and
I pull a Britney every
other week
But cut me some slack,
who do you want
me to be?
'Cause I'm too messy
and then I'm too
f****** clean
You told me get a
job then you ask
where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me,
is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and
then I'm too
f****** dumb
You hate it when
I cry unless it's that
time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'til I show you
that I'm not
A thousand people
I could be for you and
you hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
Hate, hate
It's taking you ages
You still don't get
the hint I'm not
asking for pages
But one text or two
would be nice and
Please don't
pull those faces
When I've been out
working my arse off
all day
It's just one bottle
of wine or two,
but, hey
You can't even talk,
you smoke weed
just to help you sleep
Then why you out
getting stoned
at four o'clock
And then you come
home to me?
And don't say hello
'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold
my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy
and then I'm too
f****** clean
You told me get a job
then you ask where
the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me,
is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
and then I'm too
f****** dumb
You hate it when
I cry unless it's that
time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'til I show you
that I'm not
A thousand people
I could be for you and
you hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
Oh, and I'm too messy
and then I'm too
f****** clean
You told me get a
job then you ask
where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me,
is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
and then I'm too
f****** dumb
You hate it when
I cry unless it's that
time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'til I show you that
I'm not
A thousand people
I could be for you and
you hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot
You hate the
f****** lot