Martini

It's been three months and 24 days now

Never thought I'd see you on the town

I thought everybody liked affection

I thought I'd pay you some attention

"Luck never keeps its eyes on me"

I say to you and you say it back to me

You know I would've saved you a seat

But you left while I was buying a drink

You can't lie to me in such a small town

You talk to her when I turn around

I chase after you down the avenue

You say you miss me but hate my attitude

Damn, damn, damn, damn

Damn, here we go again

Every single song we make's your man's anthem

I'm so damn tired, need to check your damn friend

'Cause these people keep on playin' like they don't know what I'm sayin'

What I'm sayin'?

Why the fuck is my fucking name in your mouth?

If our songs are so shit, then why the free clout?

No press needed for like five years

'Cause silly bitches running 'round

'Cause the block got my dick hot and all of that

On a couple block lists, yeah, all of that

They ask if I'm fazed, I say, "No, sorry lad"

Got only girlies with taste at the kickback

Heard some geezers that's never heard of Weezer

Talkin' 'bout a pint in the pub in Ibiza

Sometimes I can't tell work time from leisure

I just need a dirty martini, maybe a liter