coffeewhiskey

Anthems for a seventeen-year-old girl by Broken Social Scene

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.
Can't you come back?
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back..

Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under my window.

Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.

Love that song
I used to have to dye my own hair
now girls dye it for me
they are becoming more and more useful at best.

A thought inside my head

there's a shudder in my speech
and a girl inside my eyes
there's a lie I have to tell her
about a dream I used to have

It was all inside a room
where the light was all blinds
and a man stood inside it
and started to cry
he told me he had a key
and if he got out
everything would be fine
the doors were all eyes
and the windows would blow sound
like a thought inside a head
he would chase the gusts around
one day, he said
I grew tired
and look at me now