Your Type

Hop that fence if you wanna
Then dissolve into the night
Ditch your friends on a whimLater, resurface in a fight
Kill the buzz with your decrees and conspiracy theories

I die on the inside every time
You will never be alright
I will never be your type

Gambling with your working visa
You′ve got something to prove
Take a photo of the Mona Lisa
Get thrown out of the Louvre (thrown outside)
And there's vomit on your feet
Clamoring bon appétit

I die on the inside every time
You will never be alright
I will never be your type
I will never be your type

Knew that I will never be your type

Knew that I will never be your type

Hop that fence if you′d like to
Then dissolve into the night
All depends on how it strikes you
Without reason, without rhyme
Let me state delicately, you're an O and I'm AB

I die on the inside every time
You will never be alright
I will never be your type
I will never be your type
I will never be your type