Feel like I'm running out of melodies To express my thoughts about my enemies If you think you're right I'll show you to the door It's to the left You say everything I do is to hurt you Not every move I make concerns you Must be nice soaking up that sympathy That you're still getting. I kind of liked you til you said that You seemed okay to me I don't always see it coming It's calm before the storm and then I'm Blown away. That's the price I pay Go ahead and bottle it up Put the lid on I'll just smash it open Let it spill out so everyone can se That the problem isn't me, clearly My room's still a mess You think nothing's changed since you left I beg to differ, I could not be more happy Only have angry songs written about me Bitter boys making noise between their bedroom walls Gonna collect them up and make a mix cd Probably get more radio play than me