HEX-FILES

you’re back on your bullshit
and i don’t belong here anymore
i could tell you why i just don’t fit in
but i’ll still feel replaced and ignored

will i ever be someone’s something again?
we could never be just friends

i’m done writing songs
because you don’t love me
i’m sick of passing out alone
watching david fuckin duchovny
guess i’m a mulder with no scully
was it too hard to love me?

i finally packed my bags
your new girl said i’m born to run
i know that i’m so much better than this
besides i bet she‘s a boring fuck

remember she called me a dumb blonde?
her shitty sixth grade poetry can fuck off

i’m done writing songs
because you don’t love me
i’m sick of passing out alone
watching david fuckin duchovny
guess i’m a mulder with no scully
was it too hard to love me?

the truth is out there
we were never meant to be
the truth is out there
you kept secrets just like me