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lyrics
Missed his call again
You were looking for x
But you found something else
Cuffed to the hospital bed
When you’re ready to talk
The cops ’just want to help’
Your townie instincts
say ‘fuck those pigs’
ACAB and I’d rather die
So this is the side of the city I’ve heard about
Your boyfriends new copy of ‘Jest
Displayed like a trophy
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now
Ya, you’ve made it out
Still foaming at the mouth
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now,
What will you do with yourself?
Once the money’s spent
You’re lonely and morbid and crazed and alive
Thrashing around in a frenzy
Trying to forget all about the last couple nights
Nothing specific,
Not really devoted to being right
Coming undone and awaking
Terrified but untied
So, this is the side of the city I’ve heard about
Well, colour me sad but impressed
Wave your chains like they’re trophies
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now
Ya, you made it out
Still foaming at the mouth
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now
What will you do with yourself?
So this is the side of the city I’ve heard about
Your boyfriends new copy of ‘Jest
Displayed like a trophy
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now
Ya, you’ve made it out
Still foaming at the mouth
You’ve got nothing to bitch about now,
What will you do with yourself?
Missed his call again
You were looking for x
But you found something else
Cuffed to the hospital bed
When you’re ready to talk
The cops ’just want to help’