Wake up Monday morning in a haze of regret
Coffee in my hand when I notice that you had sent
51 drunk texts
Haven't even spoken in a couple of months then you say
We should get together before I'm going away
And then you leave me on read
You said I'm your closest friend, well darling that must suck for you
I swear you cross my mind once every fourth or fifth blue moon
You said why don't you come see Wavves with me, and we can see where that ends
Which is how I wound up holding your sweatshirt while you were moshing with your boyfriend
Having history's always a hell of a tread
And making plans with you is like a kick in the head
By now I'm gonna need new teeth
Insist you didn't mean to leave me hanging like that
Come round like the dentist with a sucker in hand
Only oral in how it's like a surgery
You don't smoke anymore now you've got nothing to do
You don't f*ck anymore, you've run out of boys to use
But if you'd like to come to hell with me you're free to tag along
I got two tickets to oblivion so just text me if you wanna come with
My vexing valentine
It ain't fun
And it ain't healthy
You say you love
No you never even liked me
Wake up Monday morning in a stranger's bed
Then I realize god damn it I was with you again
(La la la la la)
I associate your name with feeling like I've been used
For some reason I just can never seem to refuse
So if you'd like to come to hell with me you're free to tag along
I got two tickets to oblivion so just text me if you wanna come with
My vexing valentine