Taxi Driver

[Schleprock] I took Cutie for a ride in my Death Cab She tipped me with a kiss, I dropped her off at the Meth Lab Before she left, she made a Dashboard Confessional Then spilled her guts in Cursive, but what's worse Is I could still see her Bright Eyes like Sunny Day Real Estate Oh my, and the funny way the ceiling tastes x So high, but no chance My little Chemical Romance, left a bad taste in my mouth But I approached her like, Hey Mercedes, why the long face? Why you cryin, no need, just put on this Coheed, and Fallout Boy meets Girl, Jimmy Eat World But Schlep eats pills 'til he's all out Not once, not twice, she was Thrice times a lady Actin all Brand New, but I had to Bounce to the Postal Services to Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness And, on the way, I saw Planes and Mistook 'em for Stars She played games, but she took 'em too far At the Drive-in, watchin' soft porn and you could tell By the Trail of the Dead that there was something in the popcorn Hop in my cab, destination Midtown Just to get up with some kids that like to get down I made my rounds and that was that In between the frowns and scraps and heartattacks And I remember I seen her ass Early November On a Thursday, Taking back Sunday for a refund She shot a wink, like No Hard Feelings Then she Jetted to Brazil, man, them pills had me spun Yeah, this The Story of the Year right here This is Hot Water Music Cook your Ramens to it Whattup Elliott I ain't seen you in a minute How you doin?