Bloc Party - Teen Crisis lyrics

It's my mess and I'm to blame Like father, just like son And I don't know how they're supposed to help you But it hurts to feel so far from God So if you wanna piece of me f**ing well wait in line Promises made to be broken I became the thing I hated I'm gonna say no when you ask me to dance Bite my tongue, not laugh at your jokes You swore it'd be different the second time round And I believed you, I believed you But you broke me with your hands Buy you flowers, just break down Cry a little every now and then Cry a little, I'll never change