Cliché Songtext

von Sub Urban

Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble

Dysfunctional family, you live in the suburbs
One child, no siblings, you have a strict mother

You want a new face, you want a new face, oh-oh

You're constantly bored and alone, no new friends

You can't think, you're depressed
But you can't find the meanings
It's not just a phase
It's a lifestyle, just wave, oh-oh

Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble

You buy roses on your first date

You wanna make her laugh just to soften her face

She doesn't really talk much, compliment her good looks

Next you know, you're fuckin' on the couch, no foreplay

You're fucking cliché, you had a bad day

You walk home in the rain and feel emotionally drained

You wanna feel the cold tide, mix it with some red wine

Waiting for a call back from the 'maginary friend line, yeah

Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble

We like long walks on the beach
And sand beneath our feet
Got a damsel in distress
And a hero to make the leap
Love triangle at it's best
Case of mistaken identity
You think you're all original
But you'll never be unique

Clichés everywhere but we don't care
But we don't care at all, no
You're getting stale, you're blue
But you can't spare
But you can't spare the trouble