You're so Yesterday - Marvelous 3

I guess I met the devil, but I sure didn’t know no better

You were kool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter

As I sit and I stare at the satanic glare, on the glass frame in front of your

face

You’re alone on my shelf, yelling, «look at yourself»

I feel like Bobby Brady breaking the vase

But now you’re all screwed up

You’re so yesterday

Miles away

Promised myself on new years day

I’d take a bath today

And wash you away

As all of your little blonde hairs go down the drain

Your sister called me yesterday to tell me I was a loser

At least I haven’t lost my mind, and at least I’m not a boozer

As I tried to heed to your wants and your needs

You were solemnly lost in space

So keep reading your books on «how to give dirtly looks»

Everytime I should be put in my place

Now you’re all screwed up

You’re so yesterday

Miles away

Promised myself on new years day

I’d take a bath today

And wash you away

As all of your little blonde hairs go down the drain

I guess I met the devil, but I sure didn’t know no better

You were cool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter

You’re so yesterday

Miles away

Promised myself on new years day

I’d take a bath today

And wash you away

As all of your little blonde hairs go down the drain