baby, you're full of shit

Bridie Monds Watson, Thomas McLaughlin

Last Tuesday we saw your favorite band
You spoke the whole time
The crowd shushed us
Clearly you weren't, but I was mortified
Walking home and drinking from those plastic cups
You said, "Everything should be made to biodegrade"
And then you threw yours in the mud

Baby, you're so full of shit

I probably won't listen to your podcast
I just wanted you to give over
Usually I'm a T-shirt canon full of compliments
Tonight I'm spent
I was just being polite
Now I know intimate details about your life
I was convinced you hated me
Is it wrong to be
Lapping the sun?

I'm so full of shit

You spit at local delicacies
You don't care who you offend
You're sixteen percent vegetarian
I've been rolling my eyes, so pardon my head
You think I'm smiling for different reasons
The stakes aren't unique, I hate this competition
And I, I-I
Yeah, you talk a lot, but you've got nothing to say

I just can't make excuses for you anymore
And I'm not even sure why I ever did before
We're not friends, we're barely acquaintances
And I'll never be in your pictures again

I knew my twenties would make or break me
But what the fuck is this?

Spit at local delicacies
You don't care who you offend
You're sixteen percent vegetarian
I've been rolling my eyes, so pardon my head
You think I'm smiling for different reasons
Your takes aren't unique, I hate this competition
And I, I-I
Yeah, you talk a lot, but you've got nothing to say
You talk a lot, but you've got nothing to say
You talk a lot, but you've got nothing to say

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