You look worse in the afternoonnWhen the light fades into your skinnYou spend too much time indoors shouting Fake! at the wallsnI thought, I thought that wars were fought for thisnI guess, I guess, I guess we lostnAt least we know where we standnnSo you raise your middle finger to the garage rocknLike zombies are crawling out over the topnHow your girlfriend is convinced but you are notnUntil the garage rock assimilatesnnSo you raise your middle finger to the garage rocknLike zombies are crawling out over the topnWhole worlds are destroyed but yours is notnUntil the garage rock assimilatesnnI see the girls at your showsnThey wear their battles in their hairnYou spend too much time indoors shouting Fake! at the wallsnI thought, I thought that wars were fought for thisnI guess, I guess, I guess we lostnAt least you know where you standnnSo you raise your middle finger to the garage rocknLike zombies are crawling out over the topnHow your girlfriend is convinced but you are notnUntil the garage rock assimilatesnnSo you raise your middle finger to the garage rocknLike zombies are crawling out over the topnWhole worlds are destroyed but yours is notnUntil the garage rock assimilatesnnSo I raise my middle finger to the garage rock nAs the zombies are comingnWave upon wave of inelegant slavenInarticulate bachelors with sharp shoes and sharp teethnAnd we're slayin'!nnGood nights out a numbers game,nStumble around like the 99th clone of myselfnI'm a wreck and your girlfriend is no help