T-shirt Lyrics

I blew my brains out. Butterflies came out
It wasn’t easy but it looked so nice
I must admit it was probably a bit
Of a cry for attention but just look at me now

You wear me on your t-shirt
I’ll never be forgotten
You don’t care if it still hurts
Just if it’s still in fashion

It’s a lovely idea- beauty exploding from despair
I never really was the life of the party
But as I’m departing you will stop and stare and Wear me on your t-shirt
And talk about me always
And wonder how it happens
This shit comes into fashion

Parties are stupid. I am above this
You and I have nothing to say to each other
Our common ground is the vodka that we found
In the kitchen of whoever the f*ck owns this house and

We talk about my t-shirt
Like either of us cares
We talk about our lives
And wonder why we’re here

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