What's the point of wasting
A Sunday in China Town?
Your mother hates hearing you talk
About your new friends, your new sound
What's the use of philosophy
If we write each other porn messages
Even before good morning?

We could have loved each other in a parking lot
When you wished me the worst
Give me back the poetry, I finish a Uramaki and I leave
You can keep the white and blue sweatshirt
I'm not leaving for Christmas anymore
I've been smoking in the kitchen for months but
It's not my fault if I'm made this way
Made this way, made this way
Made this way

What's the use of the battery
If in this head there's always a mess
If you don't come to mind on a stage
If under the shower I sing like shit
And no one hears me, and no one hears me?

We could have loved each other in a parking lot
When you wished me the worst
Give me back the poetry, I finish a Uramaki and I leave
You can keep the white and blue sweatshirt, I'm not leaving for Christmas anymore
I've been smoking in the kitchen for months but
It's not my fault if I'm made this way
Made this way, made this way
Made this way

I would like to go back to that bar to drink with you
But it would take some talent to love someone like me
I would like to go back a year ago to talk to you
But it would take some talent to love someone like me

We could have loved each other in a parking lot
When you wished me the worst
Give me back the poetry, I finish a Uramaki and I leave
You can keep the white and blue sweatshirt
I'm not leaving for Christmas anymore
I've been smoking in the kitchen for months but
It's not my fault if I'm made this way
Made this way, made this way
Made this way, this way, this way

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