Is my not-so-secret favorite from the record It's a song called Backbone I can't lie, it feels nice that you're calling You sound sad and alone, and you're stalling And for once, I don't care about what you want As long as we keep talking Maybe gotta admit, the history's kind of unmatched Asian Calvinism, we made it out of that Whether we're free of will or predestined Clearly I've not learned my lesson Even now, I hope he doesn't strike me down Golugu dolls are dead to me, the way you should be too But you bring them up, along with how much I fucking miss you Maybe I'm just not better than this, I haven't tried Maybe life's less romantic when I don't wanna die You think I'll be a fast learner But guess I won't ever mind For spitting up on your back burner It's pathetic, but at least you are too I don't know what to do I don't like anyone except sometimes you You're sounding like a herd puppy You look ugly when you cry But I'm the one you think to call How do you feel lucky and appalled at the same time? After everything you've put me through I somehow still believe in you But I know in a week or so, you'll fade away again And I wish that I cared Hey, are you still there? Maybe I'm just not better than this, I haven't tried Maybe you'll finally choose me after you've had more time I thought I was a fast learner But guess I won't ever mind Guess I won't ever mind Maybe I blame my mother bleeding into my stride Maybe it was my father and his wandering eyes If it's their fault, I'll always be in your corner Cause I don't feel alive till I'm burning on your back burner Oh-oh-oh And I know that it's sad that I've settled for the back burner Oh-oh-oh Guess I won't ever mind Crisping up on your back burner Oh-oh-oh