Assholes - Marineris

I’ve got solution to save your wrist

Oh, let me in and we’ll deal with it

There’s a coffee and cup of tea

I wish I’d have your apartment key

To clean up your messed things

And read aloud your essays

I’m kinda old fashioned

To name it obsession

I know your desire

To lock up all liars

Pull pets out of fire

I know

I’m begging you just let me, let me, let me in, please

I know when you get lonely, you might call the police

But you’d just better call me — and I’m ther for you

To listen to the stories as boys chated on you

«Well, boy

You gotta be my toy

And you’ll have to enjoy

My talks about your bestie, how we made up in Detroit

Oh, boy, why are you so blue

Is something wrong with you?

But maybe you’d feel better if you made me coffee too»

(Assholes!)

Go get your headphones

Go grab your jacket

Do you need an invitation

To change your old habits?

I’m gonna roll you

I’m gonna drive you far

And maybe you don’t mind

To be mine from now, for ages

Dry your tears

They can be visible on your jeans

We’ll ‘drive real far

And they’re not concerned about the way we are'