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Burnout Girl (Ben Weasel) - Lyrics by Screeching Weasel


Lyrics
I walk by your house while you're laying in bed Thoughts of rescuing you racethrough my head I'd rip my heart out of my chest and hold it for you toinspect and while the blood dripped down our hands we could kiss The apartmentambience is like a motel Little town blues can't compare to this hell Do youever wanna go anywhere but here and now well I'm waiting here alone for you
You somehow ignore the repetitive structures around you that screamindifference You are inspired by nothingness nothing can alter the scope ofyour dreams I'll still wait while you're asleep in your bed But the air smellsdifferent out here at three a.m. And all the hopes you're clinging to willfall apart inside your room so please come on out and do something else You'rean enigma you're so incredible presentable I'd eat you up if I thought youwere edible

Book: Reflection on the Important Things