Last I heard they were hangin on main street
Watching bums hit their heads on the concrete
You can catch him typing out his next tweet
Said the whole scene's got em feeling so bittersweet
Went to the thrift store
In his new sweater
That's right his new sweater
To make him feel better
He sends his girl a picture, sends another girl the picture
They're both overjoyed with him
Doesn't this just feel so wrong?
You're dancing in the back but your heart ain't in the song
You can't tell me that the feeling's gone
You've been flexing your credentials here all night long
So hey girl
When you're in the club tonight
Air your grievances
Air your grievances
Hey girl, don't it feel so wrong?
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
The modern lovers and the smiths
We're singing sad songs
Turn the lights on
Turn the lights on
Stop the dancing and the drinks
This is not fun
Doesn't this just feel so wrong?
You're dancing in the back but your heart ain't in the song
You can't tell me that the feeling's gone
You've been flexing your credentials here all night long
So hey girl
You in the club tonight?
Air your grievances
Air your grievances
So hey girl, don't it feel so wrong?