Your Type

Hop that fence if you wanna, then dissolve into the night

Ditch your friends on a whim, later resurface in a fight

Kill the buzz with your decrees and conspiracy theories

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

Gambling with your working visa, you've got something to prove

Take a photo of the Mona Lisa, get thrown out of the Louvre

And with vomit on your feet, clamoring bon appetit

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

I will never be your type

Knew that I would never be your type

Knew that I would never be your type

Hop that fence if you'd like to, then dissolve into the night

All depends how it strikes you without reason, without rhyme

Let me state delicately, you're an O and I'm AB

I die on the inside every time

You will never be alright

I will never be your type

I will never be your type

I will never be your type