Your Type -

Hop that fence if you wanna

Then dissolve into the night

Ditch your friends on a whim

Later, resurface in a fight

Kill the buzz with your decrees and conspiracy theories

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

Gambling with your working visa

You’ve got something to prove

Take a photo of the Mona Lisa

Get thrown out of the Louvre

And with vomit on your feet

Clamouring bon appetit

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

I will never be your type

Knew that I would never be your type

Knew that I would never be your type

Hop that fence if you’d like to

Then dissolve into the night

All depends how it strikes you

Without reason, without rhyme

Let me state delicately, you’re an O and I’m AB

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

I will never be your type

I will never be your type