Neon Indian - Local Joke lyrics

Those kinds of things never bother me 'cause I'm the local joke
Her sun burnt eyes roll, she calls me the broken spoke
Never been late to fuck with fate and see her phrases choke
But part of me wants to watch and laugh as they go up in smoke

Constantly crossing paths with all the empty traits
You'd better leave things just unsaid then left to contemplate
All my words trip as they leave my lips, I've come to set things straight
She needs an excuse to end things and become the things you hate