Racer (Edit)

歌詞

I met her at this shithole place At first I liked her pretty face She bought a drink with crystal ice Seducing men with pick-up lines Some girls are just so fucking tragic Wanting to be something erotic Wanna be some kind of object for men And don't care if they're losing themselves I don't know if I like your perfect style I don't think that I'll call on Monday You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant Not my type you're such a loser She tried to converse with my eyes I thought why not just for this time Later at night when I walked home I was glad I walked alone Some girls are just so fucking tragic Wanting to be something erotic Wanna be some kind of object for men And don't care if they're losing themselves I don't know if I like your perfect style I don't think that I'll call on Monday You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant Not my type you're such a loser Some girls are just so fucking tragic Wanting to be something erotic Wanna be some kind of object for men And don't care if they're losing themselves