When You’re Around (Acoustic)

Midwest love affair I bend when I am bored,
late-night-liquor-blue will lead me to the floor.
Can we fake it?
Can we make believe?
I'm so full of love it deeply sickens me

But all I can do is close my eyes and
cross my arms and hope to die,
'cause you don't fucking listen
when I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back,
all the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
'cause I can't fucking stand it
when you're around

Midwest aftermath the rumors start to rise
Did I truly do the things that you've described?
They must hate me, every single one
it just sickens them what I consider fun.

But all I can do is close my eyes and
cross my arms and hope to die,
'cause you don't fucking listen
when I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back,
all the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
'cause I can't fucking stand it
when you're around.

No, I can't fucking stand it when you're around