Suburban Oblivion -

Oh you’re on a break?

Hey that’s okay

I can probably control my feelings

Since I haven’t had any in awhile

46 cents a piece?

That seems pretty cheap

Black lungs aren’t a comedown

Just another form of prayer

I’ll pick you up this time

So we can light another

Then you can put me down

In this suburban oblivion

I’ll pick you up this time

So we can fuck each other

Then you can put me down

In this suburban oblivion

You think that I’m weak?

I’m not made of steel

I can still rip your heart to shreds

Then make a cute little nest

Do I look lonely?

Well you’re fucking right

But if I’m with all of my friends

I’ve never felt more alone

Don’t call me a homewrecker

‘Cause that house was made of cards

I’m just a gentle breeze, if anything

Since you don’t see me anymore

I’ll pick you up this time

So we can light another

Then you can put me down

In this suburban oblivion

I’ll pick you up this time

So we can fuck each other

Then you can put me down

In this suburban oblivion