Cliché

Clichés everywhere But we don't care But we don't care at all, no You're getting stale, you're blue But you can't spare But you can't spare the trouble Dysfunctional family You live in the suburbs One child, no siblings You have a strict mother You want a new face You want a new face Oh, oh You're constantly bored and alone No new friends You can't think you're depressed But you can't find the meanings It's not just a phase, huh It's a lifestyle, just wave Oh, oh Clichés everywhere But we don't care But we don't care at all, no You're getting stale, you're blue But you can't spare But you can't spare the trouble You buy roses on your first date You wanna make her laugh just to soften her face She doesn't really talk much Compliment her good looks Next you know, you're fuckin' on the couch, no foreplay You're fucking cliché You had a bad day You walk home in the rain and feel emotionally drained You wanna feel the cold tide Mix it with some red wine Waiting for a call back from the 'maginary friend line Yeah Clichés everywhere But we don't care But we don't care at all, no You're getting stale, you're blue But you can't spare But you can't spare the trouble We like long walks on the beach And sand beneath our feet Got a damsel in distress And a hero to make the leap Love triangle at its best Case of mistaken identity You think you're all original But you'll never be unique Clichés everywhere But we don't care But we don't care at all, no You're getting stale, you're blue But you can't spare But you can't spare the trouble