Shove my man I'll kick your ass
He'll throw your skateboard in the trash
Oh, this city of a million hipsters to fight
I'll be sleeping under the bridge tonight
Give me a reason to stay
Give me a reason not to rip all the hair out of my head
Oh, now you've made your bed
And expect me to lay here with you
Your breath smells like trash and hops
Now we're ducking out the cops
Don't test me when I'm drunk and manic
That's my heart with the spike in his pocket
Give me a reason to ride
Give me a reason not to rip all the hair out of my head
Now you're packing up our bed
And ask me to carry it with you
Maybe I'm the scum of the earth
At least you think I'm handsome when I'm covered in dirt
Everywhere I look is detest
Whip you with a leash and took a steel-toe to the chest
Give me a reason to cry
Give me a reason not to rip all the hair out of my head
Now I'm seeing red
And beg me to stay here with you
The latest from French Vanilla mashes up art punk, funk, and new wave into avant-garde pop songs as catchy as they are danceable. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2019