All the blisters in my finger crook
All the pages in my open book
Are turned to you and all, stuck together
All she really wants is limousines
Power indie rock and Thorazine
But I don't think that that makes me feel better, yeah
Every time I try to fall in love
I choose someone that I can't know
Every time it's like a foot in glove
But I don't know why
But I know it's you
All my Psychotronic magazines
All my Devo-induced fever dreams
Are making you learn to loathe me
All those punk-rock boys you love so much
And their prime microbrew's a crutch
But in the end I know it's kinda tasty, yeah
Every time I try to fall in love
I choose someone that I can't know
Every time it's like a foot in glove
But I don't know why
I only know it's you
All the pages in my open book
Are turned to you and all, stuck together
All she really wants is limousines
Power indie rock and Thorazine
But I don't think that that makes me feel better, yeah
Every time I try to fall in love
I choose someone that I can't know
Every time it's like a foot in glove
But I don't know why
But I know it's you
All my Psychotronic magazines
All my Devo-induced fever dreams
Are making you learn to loathe me
All those punk-rock boys you love so much
And their prime microbrew's a crutch
But in the end I know it's kinda tasty, yeah
Every time I try to fall in love
I choose someone that I can't know
Every time it's like a foot in glove
But I don't know why
I only know it's you
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