You Hate The Title - Speedy Ortiz

You hate the title

But you’re digging the song

You like it in theory

But it’s rubbing you wrong

You wouldn’t have wrote it

But you’re singing along

You hate the title

Yeah, you hate the title

I can’t, I can’t, with your «Just can’t even’s»

Tinker with the levels ‘til we’re even-stevens

I blush ‘til I blemish what I think I’ve done wrong

And you hate the title

Yeah, you hate the title

Bust out the shades ‘cause I shine when I rust

A crystalline compound and an oxygen riff

Are cruel intentions so sincerely a crime

If I blood-let my bad thoughts, birds circle above

You hate the title

Yeah, you hate the title

I can’t, I can’t, with your «Just can’t even’s»

Tinker with the levels ‘til we’re even-stevens

I blush ‘til I blemish what I think I’ve done wrong

You hate the title

Yeah, you hate the title