Angst - Sløtface

I like their leather jackets and their crooked, toothy smiles

I like the tall ones and the awkward ones

The ones with hair in their eyes

I like the way they read their books

I like the way that they quote film

I like the way that they have big dreams

And the way they look at you

But they want manic pixie dream girls

And they want Zooey Deschanel

But I’m a flesh and blood real person

You can all just go to hell

Take your misogyny

And your fake ideals

Take your wet dreams

And your «I feels»

Screw you sad-assed boys in Smiths shirts

This hurts

Go to hell

I like the Slaters and the Cusacks

I like those boom box toting fools

I like the hipster boys with skinny jeans

That always have the blues

I like the way they drink their coffee

I like the way they stoop to talk

I like the way they dance at parties

And how they have to quote The Cure

But they want manic pixie dream girls

And they want Zooey Deschanel

But I’m a flesh and blood real person

You can all just go to hell

Take your misogyny

And your fake ideals

Take your wet dreams

And your «I feels»

Screw you sad-assed boys in Smiths shirts

This hurts

Go to hell

A little angst for me

A little angst for me

Yeah, they want manic pixie dream girls

And they want Zooey Deschanel

But I’m a flesh and blood real person

You can all just go to hell

Take your misogyny

And your fake ideals

Take your wet dreams

And your «I feels»

You fucking sad-assed boys in Smiths shirts

This hurts

Go to hell