TV Girl - Who Really Cares Album Lyrics

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-

And I don't really know if she cares or not
All I know is she left a lot of stuff
In my apartment, she's never getting back
As her smell off a pillow fades
Her cigarettes might stay
Like a Roman Coliseum
A dry and worthless monument to our love

Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought
But you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look
I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm not a-not a crook-crook

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not-

And I don't really know if she knows or not
But I left some things in her jewelry box
And she's wearin' out my rings
Taking the compliments meant for me
And although I think I'll miss them
At least there's proof of my existence
A captive little soldier on her fingers
Deep behind enemy lines

Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought
But you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look
I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm not a-not-not a-not-not a-I'm not a crook-crook-crook

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-

My copy of Gravity's Rainbow
That she probably didn't read
And how about my Laura Nyro record
She probably threw away when she moved?
And how about the half a box of lentils
From when I cooked her food, that she probably didn't use?

I wanna dedicate this jam
To all those things I left behind in girls' apartments
And various domiciles over the years
Sometimes you gotta leave in a hurry, man, what can I say?
Except I didn't forget about any of it
Takin' it all back, one by one

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours, is that-

My girl Liddy used to always smoke
Cigarettes when she couldn't sleep
She'd disappear for an hour and a half
And when she'd come back she'd brush her teeth
But I could still smell it on her raggedy tee
And I could taste it on her lips when we kissed
Poor little Liddy used to always quit
But she never really quit
She'd just say she did

My girl Liddy used to always smoke
Cigarettes when she couldn't sleep
I wonder what she did when she got done
I guess she'd just flick them out in the street
Poor little Liddy, she wishes it was dark
But it's never really dark in LA
The light from the billboard always shines
But it changed twelve times since you went away

Now you suck
We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, we may not like it but you better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
Boy, you're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Now, what's on your nasty old mind?

So how should I begin this?
I guess it started when you were with him
And how he never even took you out to dance
But did he f*ck with any rhythm?
But now he's playing with your head
But did he ever make you cum?
Did he ever make you cry?
Do the wires in your mind get sewn together
Rubbed and severed by the heat
And you don't know how long I could stare into your picture
And wish that it was me
I guess it's different 'cause you love him
But I've got an interactive
Sick and twisted imagination
And that's gotta count for something

We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Get your face between my thighs

I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep
Licking sweat off of your forehead
With your finger in my mouth
And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground
You should hear when you're not around
When it's just us horny poets
Who can't wait to write it down
Swear we were only being honest
Do you like these little sonnets?
'Cause I wrote them just for you
How quickly they turn sour
So be careful who you screw
And never call
And I'm starting to suspect
You don't intend to do anything you say at all

We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
Now, what's on your nasty old mind?

All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
All by yourself, sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind

You should know, you should know
You should know you should know by now
What they say, what they say, what they say
When you're not around
And a little girl should be careful
But who's gonna make her?
When those boys start playing too rough
Well who's gonna save her?

Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword

And it's a dull, dull world
Where you need to manufacture some action
She'll take you home, tie you up, and slap ya
Without even askin'
And all the clamps and whips in Los Angeles
Couldn't faze her
So if you really wanna see her in pain
Just wait until later

Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
And if everything could come to a stop
Just from something she said
I thought the whole point was you
Were living on the edge
So when those sounds start to
Drift down the halls
And start to freak out the neighbors
Remember that it's good, clean, fun
Just wholesome delinquent behavior

Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword
Remember your safeword

(Dating Courtesy: A girl is right to
Assume her date will perform little
Acts of courtesy which are his
Privilege if you are smart
You will allow him to open doors and
Hold chairs don't barge on ahead like
A baby elephant you'll get
Attention all right
But it won't be favorable it is
Correct to pause and let
Him know you expect him to
Act like a gentleman
He'll love it and think you're a lady
And in return it will
Flatter his masculine ego)

(For you, I wonder if)

Excuse me for a second
While I bang my head against this wall
And I'm starting to suspect
You don't intend to do what you say at all
Forgive your loyal sycophant
For leaving lipstick stains upon your shoes

And I wasted all my favorite melodies
(for you)
And watched best friends turn to enemies
(for you)
You heard I like the bad girls baby
Maybe that's true
For everybody else except (for you)

Excuse me miss, but isn't this
Your naked body in my bed?
And how come it always felt like
You were taking something away
When you were giving head?
And it's a promise and a threat
To say the "F" word
So be careful who you screw
And I used up all this latent energy
(for you) tell me was everything you ever
Said to me just (for you)
Still thinking there was something
In a girl's underwear that could change me
Like I was still in middle school
Like a fool (for you)

Lonesome poets throwing glitter in their hair
Doing somersaults and exploding in mid-air
But you don't ever notice or you don't care
Or both
And when they take off all their clothes
Were they still not close enough? (for you)

Here she comes, walking down the street
Maddie Klein and her fabulous loving machine
In the place where I used to be
He almost looks like a human being
And here she comes walking down the street
Maddie Klein sure loves her little loving machine
Sometimes he holds her hand too tight
Ooh, but that's alright

'Cause he'll never leave
No, he'll never leave
Will he ever pull her hair like she likes?
No, but that's alright
Maddie Klein and her fabulous loving machine

And there they go, walking up the street
She'll take him home, shut him down, and she'll go to sleep
And that's just the way that it's got to be
She can't get him wet, or he'll overheat
And who really cares about a little rust
If Maddie Klein's got herself a little boy she can trust?
Sometimes she misses the flesh and bone
But they only wanna screw her and leave her alone

But he'll never leave
No, he'll never leave
Will he ever smack her ass like she likes?
Will he ever make her laugh late at night?
No, but he'll never leave
When he gets obsolete
She can always just throw him away
And get a new one, but that's okay
She'll love him the same
As her fabulous loving machine