I'm so sick of love songs that all end in heartbreak
So damn tired of waking up faced with my mistakes
Cannot seem to focus when the music's all around
Those stupid common love songs, I just can't escape the sound
Can't comprehend the lovers who just cannot seem to stay
They want the world for each other not together but away
I don't want to listen to their worthless stupid words
But I don't want to tell them I won't listen to their thirds

Yes I know he hurt you I have felt it all before
I know that you want to go breaking down his door
I ask of you a favor so please do not ignore
Don't write him up a love song he'll just feel that it's a score

I swear to god if I hear another indie bedroom song
About how love just cannot last but you're not in the wrong
I don't want to have to hear your routine little lies
Of who yelled first and who hurt whom they're the same things in my eyes
My bags are packed you best believe that I'll be on my way
To tell you off and bring my phone to record your darkest day
Can't you keep that shit inside instead of on the news
I don't care about your problems, you just always seem to lose

Yes I know she hurt you I have felt all that before
I know that you want to go breaking down her door
I ask of you a favor so please do not ignore
Don't write her up a love song she'll just feel that it's a score