Complex Songtext
von Slowcoaches

Listen to this band
I heard them two weeks ago
The singer is a nice guy
With a raging complex

I think he needs some help
I think he really needs a hand
One′s in the other
And the other's in his pants

Your face is such a bitter mess
Biting on a cigarette
But once this all comes to a head
You′ll beg to forget

Your face is such a bitter mess
Biting on a cigarette
But once this all comes to a head
You'll wish you were dead

You'll wish you were dead
You′ll wish you were dead
You′ll wish you were dead...


This isn't only immature
It′s immaterial
But we we're touched you touched us all
We′re so thankful for your presence

I can see your face
When I'm not looking at you
Can′t see your face
When I'm looking at you

Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight

And I don't wanna wait
I don′t wanna wait
I don′t wanna wait

I can't keep a straight face
When you′re looking at me

It doesn't mean I′m right
It doesn't mean I′m right
But trust me, I'm right

You should be feeling insecure
You're not indispensable
And it sucks that you′re here at all
We′re so anxious in your presence


I can't see your face
When I′m not looking at you
Can't see your face
When I′m looking at you

Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight

And I don't wanna wait
I don′t wanna wait
I don't wanna wait

I can't keep a straight face
When you′re looking at me

It doesn′t mean I'm right
It doesn′t mean I'm right
But trust me, I′m right

Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight
Your story holds no weight

And I don't wanna wait
I don′t wanna wait
I don't wanna wait

And I can't keep a straight face
When you′re looking at me

It doesn′t mean I'm right
It doesn′t mean I'm right
But trust me, I′m right