Letras:Los Campesinos!. Romance Is Boring. We've Got Your Back.

And the dashboard assembled
Descending height order
Half a decade of father's day
It's another thought for another passed on
Puppy eyes, nasty reaction
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself

I learnt remedial Spanish from a toddler
Passenger's seat of father's taxi
Cussing in unison, clutching the seats
My diseased handwriting
Filled with a sense of great disappointment
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself

So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back whatever that's worth
If your hero told you to go huff a sharpie
What would you do? I do not know
Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro footballer
For you should know

I've learned more from toilet walls
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures

I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures

I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures

I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here

So fucking on and so fucking forth
We've got your back whatever that's worth
If we get another shape that's called functionality
What would we do? I do not know
If it wasn't for the current U.S. Policy what would we do?

Sometimes only you'll know
We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes
We're throwing punches and ducking blows so