Your Boyfriend Has My Hoodie Video (MV)

I don't wanna think about your house
And I don't wanna think about you
I don't wanna think about your boyfriend
And my hoodie that he still hasn't sent back to me

I wanna be buried with the hair of my children in hand
Unless somehow I end up married to a man
I've got a guy coming over and now I can't think straight
To make matters worse he isn't even here until after eight

I wanna be a trillionaire so when I die I can shoot my body into space
But if I'm broke I just hope science can reuse my face
And make me beautiful and strong and free and happy as can be

I don't wanna think about your house
And I don't wanna think about you
I don't wanna think about your boyfriend
And my hoodie that he still hasn't sent back to me

I wanna make little wax figurines and put them in pornography
Give them little submarines so they can do it in the Mediterranean Sea
One day I'll have to grow up and stop living in romantic fantasies

I wanna give you to the postman so he can send you right to my house
We could ride on the back of the flat earth all the way to the sun
Nevermind because apparently everything's coming undone

So at this point in the song I was gonna do a solo
But I don't really write solos
I just do them off the top of my head
I improvise them a lot, um
I couldn't really think of anything that worked here
I tried and I tried and just nothing really sounded right with it so
Instead you get to listen to me explain to you
Why there is no solo here where it totally sounds like there should be a solo
Anyway I just hope you can forgive me but uh
Anyway as I was saying

I don't wanna think about your house
And I don't wanna think about you
I don't wanna think about your boyfriend
And my hoodie that he still hasn't sent back to me