Made myself in your image
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Packaged, tied with ribbons
My own thoughts wouldn't pass the Bechdel test
Passed you in the hallway
Strokes tee, you're my early-aughts pipe dream
Add you to the roster
Of the girl I never got to be
It's been a long time since I was 16
And I'll bang my shins on the bleachers
Just to talk to you about 7th chords
Nothing bruised more than my ego
As you turn yourself away
I'll just wince the night away
Aching validation
Makes me bold in unflattering ways
How can acclamation
And solitude live in the same space
Projected expectation
Self-control, I scoff at these mortal bones
Square peg in a round hole
Who would I be, if I ever let you go?
Maybe it's the idea of you I want most
And I'll spend my hours ready for
Creating content that you ignore
And I know it's no longer 2004
But I'm ready now, today
Screaming please don't turn away
Made myself in your image
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Cave Radio - Early-Aughts Pipe Dream Lyrics
Cave Radio - Early-Aughts Pipe Dream Lyrics
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Made myself in your image
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Packaged, tied with ribbons
My own thoughts wouldn't pass the Bechdel test
Passed you in the hallway
Strokes tee, you're my early-aughts pipe dream
Add you to the roster
Of the girl I never got to be
It's been a long time since I was 16
And I'll bang my shins on the bleachers
Just to talk to you about 7th chords
Nothing bruised more than my ego
As you turn yourself away
I'll just wince the night away
Aching validation
Makes me bold in unflattering ways
How can acclamation
And solitude live in the same space
Projected expectation
Self-control, I scoff at these mortal bones
Square peg in a round hole
Who would I be, if I ever let you go?
Maybe it's the idea of you I want most
And I'll spend my hours ready for
Creating content that you ignore
And I know it's no longer 2004
But I'm ready now, today
Screaming please don't turn away
Made myself in your image
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Packaged, tied with ribbons
My own thoughts wouldn't pass the Bechdel test
Passed you in the hallway
Strokes tee, you're my early-aughts pipe dream
Add you to the roster
Of the girl I never got to be
It's been a long time since I was 16
And I'll bang my shins on the bleachers
Just to talk to you about 7th chords
Nothing bruised more than my ego
As you turn yourself away
I'll just wince the night away
Aching validation
Makes me bold in unflattering ways
How can acclamation
And solitude live in the same space
Projected expectation
Self-control, I scoff at these mortal bones
Square peg in a round hole
Who would I be, if I ever let you go?
Maybe it's the idea of you I want most
And I'll spend my hours ready for
Creating content that you ignore
And I know it's no longer 2004
But I'm ready now, today
Screaming please don't turn away
Made myself in your image
Tell me now, am I perfect for you yet?
Writer: Deanna Sorenson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid