[Verse 1]
Ours is not a sweet love
Ours is not a flame that burns like heaven so nice
Don't look in my eyes or I'll tell you twice
It's really complicated

Ours is not a sweet goodbye
Ours is not a fear that melts like [onion?] ice
So use your heart like a homing device
And tell it to me later

[Chorus 1]
Suddenly there's no "There, there"
And you're throwing me another blank stare
'Cause we use the same products for our hair
For our hair

[Verse 2]
Ours is not a sweet lullaby
Ours is not a dream that falls on innocent eyes
Consider mulling over my sage advice
And get a new computer

Ours is not a home sweet home
Ours is not a street that leads to paradise
So hard to breathe with my balls in a vice
I really should be going
[Chorus 2]
Suddenly neither one of us cares
That the rules are so unfair
'Cause we use the same products for our hair
For our hair

[Verse 3]
Ours is not a golden age
Ours is not a time that will be remembered as wise
So hang your heads and watch as it dies
And lose my phone number

'Cause we are made of passing dreams
We are here to entertain a sick deity
To procreate with a demon seed
But I swear it gets better

[Chorus 3]
Suddenly the man upstairs
Comes down to get some air
And we hope he likes what we've done to our hair
To our hair

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