Texty: Wheatus. Hand Over Your Loved Ones. Anyway.

Pornography

Well, I pretend I can't hang up the phone
'Cause if I do then he gets you
And I'll be in this room alone
Staring at the carpet
Wondering how they made it

And you would say I should not be afraid
I'm better off alone and free
'Cause no one can put up with me
And your mom don't like me either
Now I don't have to meet her

You and me
We end up in catastrophe
But I have got one more thing to add

Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway

I'm so not even worth it
But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway

You're not the type of girl who takes advice
Still all that shit your parents said
Still bouncing round inside your head
"You two will never make it, if you build it, he will break it"

You and me
They sum us up so poignantly
But I have got one more thing to add

Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway

I'm so not even worth it
But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway

Maybe you'll never play the guitar
And maybe you'll never sing in harmony with me
Maybe you can't rock the AC/DC
Well, hell still ain't a bad place to be if you're with me
Anyway

Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway

I'm so not even worth it
But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway

And the end goes like this