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Artist: Watsky
Album:  Complaint
Song:   No Complaints No Conversation
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

There's something wrong with her
There's something wrong with me
I don't think that's so wrong, we came by it honestly
And honestly, I think mostly everybody does
I don't blame you if you need to catch a buzz

I've built so much armor but ring the alarm
I'm in love with someone who's bringing me harm
I'll pick lovers who got monsters and we bond on mental health
Till they remind me of what's ugly in myself

But other than that
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints

I'm always on the brink
About to fly or sink
A minion with opinions told me that I shouldn't think so hard
That shit just made me think so hard
I couldn't sleep a wink
Washed my red flags with my white flags and now all my laundry's pink

I'm petty at best
Someone to pity at worst
Putty in beautiful hands
Potty mouth ready to curse
Cursed to be curious if all this is a scam
And I had to Google narcissist to check if that's what I am

But other than that
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints

Either you get nothing
But they make you pay and pay
Or you get it till they take it all away
Every day every day
It amazes me a hundred brand new faces
But I'm still trying to figure out who they is
Shit

I don't wanna settle one bit
Bet that I'm gonna battle for somebody but if
I look at what we got
And catch rot
Then I'm gonna come in with a hatchet and I cut it down quick
Cut around rust
Cut around mold
Everybody ends up cold
Heads gotta roll
That's life
And you gotta be the neck or the knife
But I'm told that I can't quite quit this

Constant itch to matter
My restless drive to win
That's driving me, that drove away the closest of my kin
How I twist away when deep relationships begin
And shit there's still the businesses of the thinness of my skin
I'm vain I'm lame I'm strange
And yet so typical
I make the same mistakes
I don't change shit and still
My folks age and age
I hate to face facts
And I feel I wear their faces as a mask

But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints