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I chummed her to the bus stop and waited for her thirty one,
We stood there laughing and I prayed that bus would never come.
She wore her school tie short, shirt, skirt above the knee.
Her tongue was like a trebuchet floating seductive words at me
But my lips were tied it seemed with foolish thoughts
And I gargled garbled words speaking slipping knots
But I tried to keep it all under a facade
With my feet crossed and eyes looking kind of sad.

I’m asking ‘what’s so wrong with my personality?’
Facebook says I’m neurotic so maybe that’s the key.
I’m not so hideous, I’m very nearly funny
So why are girls so repulsed by the sight of me?
I’m lagging ‘cause she’s using up all my memory,
I think I’ll crash if I don’t ask if she likes me

Long walks round Cammo, kicking my mind like rocks.
I’m running out of ammo, I’m forgetting how to talk.
It sounds daft I know and would she be surprised
If I came out with the line “I seek solace in your eyes”?
I go to the woods at night and drink my body weight in cider
And I lie there feeling frightened, really frightened for my future.
She wants to go to Aberdeen, I want to go to Glasgow
But TBH in the end I’ll go wherever she goes.

I’m asking ‘what’s so wrong with my personality?’
Facebook says I’m neurotic so maybe that’s the key.
I’m not so hideous, I’m very nearly funny
So why are girls so repulsed by the sight of me?
I’ll meet her in the hall but I don’t know what to say,
So I stall and falter around a cliché,
I’m lagging ‘cause she’s using up all my memory,
I think I’ll crash if I don’t ask if she likes me.

I’m sitting in this common room playing cards ‘til my eyes dissolve,
Coming to terms with the fact that this equation can’t be solved
And she’s there (unaware) a blonde mirage
And my heart it races like a cavalry charge
‘Cause she’s funny and charming and under no pretence
And she seems to like me and that’s not so irrelevant
But I’m short and spotty and I’ve got curly hair.
I know I’m no Hercules - my strengths lie elsewhere.

I’m asking ‘what’s so wrong with my personality’?
Facebook says I’m neurotic so maybe that’s the key
I’m not so hideous, I’m very nearly funny
So why are girls so repulsed by the sight of me?
I know I’m not cool, I’m just a rock ‘n’ roll geek.
Sometimes I lose control and the ability to speak.
I’ll meet her in the hall but I don’t know what to say,
So I stall and falter around a cliché,
I’m lagging ‘cause she’s using up all my memory,
I think I’ll crash if I don’t ask if she likes me.

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from A Road Unsuited, released November 8, 2010

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