Lyrics Jeff Rosenstock – Darkness Records

Burn my Mona Lisa
I would like another chance
To put stars in her eyes
Fire pipes in the sky

Throw away my letters
I would like another shot
To put a shine in your smile
Make your nights worthwhile
Like I’m with you when I’m not
I disappear and reappear
I’m made of magic

Shred your photo albums
They’re not gonna save anything
Petty moments in a grave

Toss your newborn baby
He deserves a better path
Than an Ambien dream
Filled with Vicodin dreams
Predetermined to relapse
Spending weekends in the bath
He can breathe through the cheeks of the tauntaun