Plastic Memories Lyrics - At The Drive In

There's nothing like the way she looks 

When she fucks me those her big brown eyes 

I know she's mad at me (mad at me) 

When would we feel 

The blue bird has arrived 

Favor of the plane is the question 

Did it matter how much I cope with out 

A little more then a distance 

Mad at me (mad at me) 

Got to affect her with her peck 

Jealous soul eyes 

But I'm just playing 

Mad at me (mad at me) 

All that matters now 

All that matters now 

Is the matter of effect 

Inside her beautiful Smile 

In the picket Fence Cartel 

We all become what we most dislike [x3] 

Find one assassin 

Mad at me (mad at me) 

When would we 

She was just coming of age 

Mad at me (mad at me) 

In the picket Fence Cartel 

We all become what we most dislike