All My Clothes Are Brown Songtext

All my clothes they came out brown
With all the stress you make
The shit I take
(You bring me down)
And stuff you break and more
I know I think it's bringing me down
Why'd you have to give it a name?
Every night it's the same old story
So all the times from now
I'll tear your heartstrings out
And put them on my guitar

I'm going to love
The worst I can love you
The worst I can love you
For good
You treated me bad
And you made my libido sad
I can't figure out what planet you're from
Like when you Stole all my coffee beans
And put them straight into the washing machine
All my clothes they came out brown
With all the stress you make
The shit I take
(You bring me down)
And stuff you break and more
I know I think it's bringing me down
Why'd you have to give it a name?
Every night it's the same old story
So all the times from now
I'll tear your heartstrings out
And put them on my guitar

Hup, hup

Why'd you have to give it a name?
Every night it's the same old story
So all the times from now
I'll tear your heartstrings out
And put them on my guitar

And put them on my guitar
And put them on my guitar yeah yeah yeah
And put them on my guitar