The About-as-close-to-emo-as-we'll-ever-get Song Lyrics - Propagandhi

I hid inside my room like a fucking coward 

and the past 18 months flashed before me in the last eight long hours. 

A little less than amazing: you finally got a rise out of me. 

So I laughed, I cried (well, I tried, but i laughed again). 

See? Who the fuck needs a caricature to be their friend? 

It's so fucking stupid. 

I'm just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even X2) 

and i wonder what you really thought of me. 

An intimate friend? A loud-mouthed jerk? Or just a novelty? 

(and, hey, do you think i could sing this a little more out of key?) 

This is not an apology. It's just therapy. 

Because as we all know (and apparently), I don't need anybody. 

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