Heat
by Tigers jaw· from Self Titled
drop bombs on dj getz because he don't understand
the heat from all his girlfriends' not enough to make a better plan
european sympathy for me and all my friends
the men that you sent up won't ever come back down again
drop bombs on yr ideas, they don't make any sense
the money in my wallet and the car i drive do not exist
no one goes to college anymore
i was never your boyfriend
if you called me and asked for his name
or if you called for his number
the worst part of my existence is your best friends forever
but your in bands together
and i'm not getting better
i'm just feeling sick
so much time went on and i'm just finding out about this
and if you see me looking bad
or if you see me better
the worst part of my existence is you can call whenever
but i can't wait forever