Paper Sweaters - F F O Lyrics

I hang my head up on your hatrack
So I can find a way to get back
To when everything you said was such a mystery
And I didn't even know why you were talking to me

It's lonely here
With the fedoras and the ball caps
There's an itch I can't scratch every minute
It's crystal clear
That more than anything
The moment that you want has someone else's last name scribbled on it

It's not my fault that every time I speak it sparks another fight
And every moment you're alone you try to find a new way out
The backhanded criticism you feed me every day
I'm growing oh so tired of that

So when we said that every
Minute we're together would be
Happy as the last
How could we foresee this mess?
The writing on the wall says
I should find another girl
But I'm sick and tired
Of searching for her
And ending up like this