A new address must mean a new you, But I'm getting that there's really nothing new, Did the last town absolutely bore you to tears?, Different music, Different interests, Every month is a new religion, Did the last one not tell you what you wanted to hear?
Chorus: Edit, Edit, Edit yourself now completely, Edit, Edit, Edit your mouth to sound like someone you wanna know, And it's really no contest, The original version was best, But I think you lose it more and more with every new conquest, And the cities are the same, Even the small towns are to blame, Just promise me you'll let me know when you stop starting over
We'll ignore the inaccuracies, As we read through your autobiographies, It's not the city that's boring, It's just you, So cover, cover, cover up your skin with the inclimate things that you believe in, You only do it because you've nothing better to do
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