Lyrics Assholes - Marineris

Assholes

I’ve got solution to save your wrist
Oh, let me in and we’ll deal with it
There’s a coffee and cup of tea
I wish I’d have your apartment key
To clean up your messed things
And read aloud your essays
I’m kinda old fashioned
To name it obsession
I know your desire
To lock up all liars
Pull pets out of fire
I know
I’m begging you just let me, let me, let me in, please
I know when you get lonely, you might call the police
But you’d just better call me — and I’m ther for you
To listen to the stories as boys chated on you
«Well, boy
You gotta be my toy
And you’ll have to enjoy
My talks about your bestie, how we made up in Detroit
Oh, boy, why are you so blue
Is something wrong with you?
But maybe you’d feel better if you made me coffee too»
(Assholes!)
Go get your headphones
Go grab your jacket
Do you need an invitation
To change your old habits?
I’m gonna roll you
I’m gonna drive you far
And maybe you don’t mind
To be mine from now, for ages
Dry your tears
They can be visible on your jeans
We’ll ‘drive real far
And they’re not concerned about the way we are'