Watergun

I cut my pretty boy hair
What does that make me
I’ll probably die in la
I miss the sound of my phone
Hate the tone of your voice
The neighbor’s dog
Won’t stop talking to me
Give me a new year’s kiss
Singing in the rain
Talking like an atheist
In the information age
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun
I’ll get a brand new job
One with a 401k
Just give me something that pays
I’ll lease a Honda Accord
I hear the mileage is great
It’s time I go with the grain
I doubt that I’ll be missed
I’ve got nothing left to gain
Talking like a masochist
'Cause you know I like the pain
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun
I wanna get drunk, daddy
Drive me down to Santa Fe
I got my teeth stained, baby
From red wine and cigarette (s)
But, I get high every morning
Listening to sugar ray
(He gets high, every morning)
I guess you’re too cool, honey
But that’s just not that interesting
To me, to me
Give me your Christmas list
I don’t care what it is
Talking like an anarchist
Every time the cubs don’t win
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun
I don’t wanna be the only one
Taking shots from a plastic water gun