You're in an all girl band, your futons second hand
Your parents understand but you don't care
I have a job in a shop, I'm an undercover cop
And make sure the customers aren't thievesOld at being young, young at being old
Everything's on hold within our evolutionYou're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretendThere's nothing left that won't cross overLast night we slept on the lawn, you woke up and I was gone
Back to the dream, I dream to leave
My life with her is a bore, a worn out metaphor
No more surprises up its sleeveOld at being young, young at being old
And everything's been sold to others revolutionsYou're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretendThere's nothing left that won't cross overYou live above your dad's four car garage
With your vinyl and imaginary entourage
If I pull up in a U haul, pack up quick
So we can get out of this town 'coz it makes me sickYou're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, now you cannot pretendThere's nothing left that won't cross overYou're my alternative girlfriend