Butch Walker race cars

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I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence
All I can do is rhyme eloquence with presidence
The only word I think about when you're his and not mine
So unkind, so unkind
And it gets so annoying like a chick magazine
With 17 subscription cards shoved in between
They fall past my seat and they land at my feet
Right next to my pride, how can you beat that?
What can I say, I come for race cars and Goth rock
And what can you do you're just California gridlock
A broken down camaro, overheated but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this crash
7 days passed since your last break up note
With the shaky hand scribbled out
Started over, broken words that you wrote
You know, having what you needed
Wasn't good enough for you
Never do, never do
And now you're in his house that's the size of a mall
I've never seen a grand piano look so fucking small
You know was probably one of many things
That are small about him too
What can I say, I come for race cars and punk rock
And what can you do you're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro, overheated but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this crash
Can we just try to forget that we were ever very different
'Cause the tattoo on your shoulder baby tells me that ain't true
But I like that in you, so quit tryin' to prove yourself
And wake up and lose yourself in me
What can I say I come from race cars and Goth rock
And what can you do you're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro, overheated but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
What can I say I come from race cars and punk rocks
And what can you do you're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro, overheated but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this

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