Guys With Record Collections

You always wanna be told you're right

Well, maybe I got sick of lying all the time

You always say you're taken for granted

Unjustly reprimanded

Ruined by your father's love

Cause it's not enough

Well, I'm tired of being bitter

Playing babysitter

When you need a place to cry

So I'm starting up a boys' club

(Just like junior high)

For guys with record collections

And the girls they hurt to get them

And I'll go there to forget all about you

And I'll never take it back