Guess I'll end this life alone
I am not dramatic,
these are just the thoughts that pass right through me
All the douchebags in my phone
Play him like a slot machine If they're winning, I'm just losing
A boy who's jacked and kind Can't find his ass to save my life Oh,
it's slim
pickings If I can't have the one I love
I guess it's you that I'll be kissing Just to get my fixings
Since the good ones are deceased or taken
I'll just keep on moaning and bitching
Jesus, what's a girl to do?
This boy doesn't even know
The difference between they're there and they are
Yet he's naked in my room
Missing all the things he's missing
God knows that he isn't living large
A boy who's nice that breathes
I swear he's nowhere to be seen
It's slim pickings
If I can't have the one I love
I guess it's you that I'll be kissing
Just to get my fixin's
Since the good ones are deceased or taken
I'll just keep on moanin' and bitchin'
Moanin' and bitchin'
Since the good ones call their exes wasted
And since the Lord forgot my gay awakening
Then I'll just be here in the kitchen
Serving up some morning ambition