Lletres: Dance Gavin Dance. Untitled. Buffalo!.

:
(here's the lesson.
stop trying to oppress it.
the look on the bitch is like,
"no no no no no no."
what's the next question?
what's the next question?
no one cares if you
know know know know know know.
here's the lesson,
so turn to the present.
the look on your face is like,
"no no no no no no."
there you are,
reclaim your stuff.
for now we are all just like
"no no no, and no.")

And all you've said to me
Has left me with anxiety.
Let's just keep this underneath.
You speak of me in disbelief.

(this ain't no fucking day job.
I don't just sit around.
commute, fine by me.
this is how you go out.
I don't just sit around.
commute, fine by me.
this is how you go out.
you go out like a bang.
???
like a fashion car.
???
this ain't no fucking day job.
I don't just sit around.
this is how you go out.
you go out like a bang.)

(here's the lesson.
stop trying to oppress it.
the look on the bitch is like,
"no no no no no no."
what's the next question?
what's the next question?
no one cares if you
know know know know know know.
here's the lesson,
so turn to the present.
the look on your face is like,
"no no no no no no."
there you are,
reclaim your stuff.
for now we are all just like
"no no no, and no.")

(hello, my name is Jon fucking Mess.
I wrote the script on getting you out of your dress.
would you like to go out sometime?
I'll tear open your body and break down
your emotional guard, 'cause I might love.
and it's not good to be
if you don't reciprocate the feelings.
if you don't give back, I guess I'll go out, go out
drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking,
drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking.)