Spores

Say Anything · In Defense Of The Genre [2007]

I was watching Demolition Man

And talking dirty to a fan who likes my band

When I took a chance and called you up

You said you'd visit but you just don't give a fuck

So I had to put you in your place

And leave a look of shame upon your face

Stood accused for the last two years

I got off, I got off, I got off



But I

Still miss you more, I miss you more than I

Ever did before you left your spores inside

Of my empty core, a baby's got your eyes

Now I miss you more, I miss you more tonight



Then you threw me up against the wall

The city shook to meet our mating call

All the anger and the pain poured forth

The act itself defied the blessed source

When you were finished you were done with me

And you explained it wasn't meant to be

I should've known it when you howled his name

You got off, you got off, you got off



But I

Still miss you more, I miss you more than I

Ever did before you left your spores inside

When your gaze adorned the whore you left behind

Now I miss you more, I miss you more tonight



I miss you more tonight

I miss you more tonight

I miss you more tonight

I miss you more tonight



You know I still know how, how much your love costs (alright)

You know when I peel back your layered lip gloss (alright)

You know I still know how to fuck your eyes crossed (alright)

It's your loss

It's your loss