She likes Morrissey and vampires.
She likes tattoos and old scars.
She likes indie films and thrift stores.
She likes any boy she can tear apart.

And I know that she'll go where ever
She wants because she's so fucking bored.
Yeah, she's so fucking bored of you and me.

She'll drag us down again and tell all
Of her friends about all of the attention

That you couldn't give and those nights
We spent strung out and hopeless.

And I know that she'll go where ever she
Wants because she's so fucking bored.
Yeah, she's so fucking bored of you and me.

She'll drag us down again till we're fucked up again.
She'll drag us down again but we'll keep singing.