You, you’re beautiful On your pedestal I see you You don’t see me
Am I just too young Or just too dumb Or maybe just too grungy
I’m wearing my flannel And I’m thinking of you I lace up my boots And I’m thinking of you I write letters and letters And they never get answered by you
I'm moosing down donuts And I’m thinking of you Watch Reality Bites I’m thinking of you That movie's so true But all I can do is say
P.S. I Love you
The law can’t stop my love I’ll fit you like a glove Restraining orders don’t scare me
The lawyers at the record company Made me promise to say that “The views expressed in this song do not necessarily reflect the views of Dominant Records or any of its subsidiaries.”
I’m totally a slacker And I don’t even care With my curling ‘zines And my faraway stare But deep down inside Yeah, deep down inside I’m dying
I’m trapped in a cage Of the tears I cry I’m praying to God But SHE doesn’t reply Even the robot says “MOVE ON” I’m trying!
P.S. I Love You
Why can't you see me We could be so happy together Capitalism I love to watch you sleep You look so peaceful when you sleep
(Screaming)
I’ll never move on It will always be you Every guy that I’m with I’ll be thinking of you If I get married He’ll always be second to you He’ll always be second to you I’ll always be waiting for you