bf bass (ode to olympia)

trouble is your middle name

that's a dangerous place to be

within your mis-en-scene

there is no sobriety

no dancing in the street

no roaming on your phone

your taste is bitter sweet

and your facebook is your home

love love you fit me like a glove

love love i can't get enough

you make me wild and weary

you make me sad

you're myspace now in theory

you're youtube mad

you'll never know what it means

living inside my dream

visions of so many things

a thousand violins

love love you fit me like a glove

love love i can't get enough