Emily Haines - Bore Lyrics
If you leave early, no one's coming out to get youOnce you're gone, we'll forget you were here and there I get up early, make a list and go on back to bed to dreamYou're slicing up my face. You like my hair and that's all that mattersIt's too early, bed of handsStill we can't fall asleep for too long And forget while we're here,Not over there (oh oh)It's not crazy anymore, every busride's such a boreI miss that shiny downtown whore that I was beforeOh, miseryWhat would I have if you didn't have me?Oh MiseryWho are you going to move when you can't touch me?Oh miseryWho do you love if you didn't love me? Try me, I'm really not a whore