The Emotional Avoidance Roundabout Lyrics

I remember a chick

Who loved Salvador Dali

She was kind of a dick

And her name was Just Molly

She knew all the peeps

And had all the drugs

Her currency of choice

Hard candy and hugs

She'd say y'all remember when

X was free in giant bowls

And gas was super cheap

And we never paid the tolls

Pagers parks and pay phones

Djarum clove cigarettes

All the junk that I remember

Cologne and sweet regrets

I want to save my money for a yellow boss Trans Am

That'll show my friends just exactly who I am

Track me and attack me

Whatever's good for my own health

Trapped in my illusions

A side effect of empty wealth

Nothing satisfies

Not even good sex

Really all that's on my mind

Is breaking off my ex-x

The Z and fucking Y

But especially the X

Cash money in scrabble

Bitch show some respect

I'm preselected to apply for a personal loan

Jesus fucking Christ please hand me my phone

Still waiting for the day that it's implanted in my hand

Losing things all day is just some shit that I can't stand

I recycle all my garbage so I won't go to hell

I'll tell you all about it just sit down with me a spell

I want to save my money for a yellow boss Trans Am

That'll show my friends just exactly who I am

Track me and attack me

Whatever's good for my own health

Trapped in my illusions

A side effect of empty wealth

Nothing satisfies

Not even good sex

Really all that's on my mind

Is breaking off my ex-x

Release me

Raise your hands

She'd say, y'all remember when

X was free in giant bowls

And gas was super cheap

And we never paid the tolls

Pagers parks and pay phones

Djarum clove cigarettes

All the junk that I remember

Cologne and sweet regrets

I remember a chick

Who loved Salvador Dali

She was kind of a dick

And her name was Just Molly

She knew all the peeps

And had all the drugs

Her currency of choice

Hard candy and hugs

I want to save my money for a yellow boss Trans Am

That'll show my friends just exactly who I am

Track me and attack me

Whatever's good for my own health

Trapped in my illusions

A side effect of empty wealth

Nothing satisfies

Not even good sex

Really all that's on my mind

Is breaking off my ex-x