I've got a big fat fucking bone to pick with you my darling in case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying I wish you would take my radio to bed with you plugged in and ready to fall

Lyrics: radio / alkaline trio

Everybody's talking but they don't say a thing they look at me with sad eyes but I don't want their sympathy it's cool you didn't want me sometimes you can't go back but why'd you have to go and make a mess like that

neville grew up oo

Lyrics: low / kelly clarkson