Teeth

Cut my teeth on fucked up boys They all skate and play guitar Wanna trauma bond in bed on ketamine til 3am And it works on me every time I like the bags underneath their eyes Then there’s the baggage I always find And it’s my job to fix them You You got some mommy issues don't you Wearing your favorite pair of blue jeans You think that nobody is like you All boys are the same in the valley Bragging about smoking at 13 Write your stupid songs about me Doesn't it get boring being boring Fuck you And your beat up car And the mirror that you didn't fix for 6 months You're the reason that I'm writing all these stupid songs You're just every other boy you're every one You You got some mommy issues don't you Wearing your favorite pair of blue jeans You think that nobody is like you You You're nothing but another sell out You turned a city to a small town And you're never gunna get out