Cliché

Lyrics

Clichés everywhere but we don't care
 But we don't care at all, no
 You're getting stale, you're blue
 But you can't spare
 But you can't spare the trouble
 Dysfunctional family, you live in the suburbs
 One child, no siblings, you have a strict mother
 You want a new face, you want a new face, oh-oh
 You're constantly bored and alone, no new friends
 You can't think, you're depressed
 But you can't find the meanings
 It's not just a phase
 It's a lifestyle, just wave, oh-oh
 Clichés everywhere but we don't care
 But we don't care at all, no
 You're getting stale, you're blue
 But you can't spare
 But you can't spare the trouble
 You buy roses on your first date
 You wanna make her laugh just to soften her face
 She doesn't really talk much, compliment her good looks
 Next you know, you're fuckin' on the couch, no foreplay
 You're fucking cliché, you had a bad day
 You walk home in the rain and feel emotionally drained
 You wanna feel the cold tide, mix it with some red wine
 Waiting for a call back from the 'maginary friend line, yeah
 Clichés everywhere but we don't care
 But we don't care at all, no
 You're getting stale, you're blue
 But you can't spare
 But you can't spare the trouble
 We like long walks on the beach
 And sand beneath our feet (Oh, ohh)
 Got a damsel in distress
 And a hero to make the leap (Oh, ohh)
 Love triangle at it's best
 Case of mistaken identity (Oh, ohh)
 You think you're all original
 But you'll never be unique
 Clichés everywhere but we don't care
 But we don't care at all, no
 You're getting stale, you're blue
 But you can't spare
 But you can't spare the trouble
 

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Duration
02:56
Key
2
Tempo
78 BPM

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