Your Type

Hop that fence if you wanna Then dissolve into the night Ditch your friends on a whim Later, 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