your gentleman caller well he s been calling on another he loves his forbidden fruit and as it dribbles down his chin he cries baby i ve been drinking with some friends now how bout a little kiss bad boy rub his nose in it what a mess and he s playing dumb doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo i m not looking for a lover all those lovers are liars i d never lie to you you say you want to get even yeah you want to get your bad man good well are you in the mood you bad girl does it feel good being bad and getting worse doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo but in the morning on the sober dawn of sunday you re not sure what you have done who told you love was fleeting sometimes men can be so misleading to take what they need from you whatever you need to make you feel like you ve been the one behind the wheel the sunrise is just over that hill the worst is over whatever i said to make you think that love s the religion of the weak this morning we love like weaklings the worst is over  doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo the worst is over doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo the worst is over
['emo', 'emo punk', 'indie rock', 'modern rock', 'omaha indie', 'post-hardcore', 'screamo']