Biografia:
Say Anything é uma banda estadunidense de indie rock, formada em Los Angeles, Califórnia e liderada pelo cantor e compositor Max Bemis.
A banda começou a sua carreira em 2001 com o nome de Sayanything. Todos os membros da banda ainda frequentavam o colegial. Say Anything lançou independentemente dois EPs chamados Junior Varsity e Menorah/Majora, este último que foi um lançamento exclusivo na internet, e um LP intitulado Baseball.
Em agosto de 2004 a banda lançou o disco ...Is a Real Boy pela gravadora Doghouse Records.
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Outras músicas:
- A Walk Through Hell
- Alive With The Glory Of Love
- Cemetery
- Colorblind
- Death For My Birthday
- Do Better
- Every Man Has A Molly
- Hate Everyone
- High School Low
- I Love You More Than I Hate My Period
- I Used To Have A Heart
- I Want To Know Your Plans
- Less Cute
- Little Girls
- Manhattan
- Retarted In Love
- Say Anything
- She Got Away
- That Is Why
- The Futile
- Total Revenge
- Woe
- Wow,i Can Get Sexual Too
- A Boston Peace
- About Falling
- Admit It
- Ahh Men
- All Choked Up
- Anarchy My Dear
- Baseball But Better
- Belt
- Color Blind
- Crushd
- Eloise
- Goodbye Young Tutor Youve Now Outgrown Me
- Nibble Nibble
- Night Song
- No Games
- Nudity
- Peace Out
- People Like You Are Why People Like Me Exist
- Property
- Retarded In Love
- Shiksa Girlfriend
- Showdown At P
- Showdown In P
- Signal The Riflemen
- Slowly Through A Vector
- Spay Me
- That Is Why You Should Rock My World
- The Church Channel
- The Futile Acoustic
- The Word You Wield
- Thoughts On A Liberal Education
- Try To Remember Forget
- Walk Through Hell
- Where The Hurt Is Acoustic
- Wow I Can Get Sexual Too
- Yellow Cat Red Cat
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Verse:
D Bm
Chorus:
G E B A
Interlude/Pre-chorus:
G A B D A G
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
Social strategies are taught to bohemian crowds
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out
Though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
You left me naked, pining, whining on you bathroom floor
If it makes you jealous tell us just which boy we should adore
And we talk about myself so I don't mind that he's a bore
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly light cigars
So now, he's next to me
And I can feel you in my heart
You're everything
You're everything he'll never be
It's misery, and more specifically
I miss that day you spit on me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He has no inkling of your status or mind
He's just the glow that I splatter to bind
You and I like siamese twins
So let the sick sad game begin
Now, you're here again
And he will wonder where I've been
I'm giving in
But in my own opinion
That's how to be
Though I can hear him singing
All this envy's killing me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
D Bm
Chorus:
G E B A
Interlude/Pre-chorus:
G A B D A G
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
Social strategies are taught to bohemian crowds
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out
Though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
You left me naked, pining, whining on you bathroom floor
If it makes you jealous tell us just which boy we should adore
And we talk about myself so I don't mind that he's a bore
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly light cigars
So now, he's next to me
And I can feel you in my heart
You're everything
You're everything he'll never be
It's misery, and more specifically
I miss that day you spit on me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He has no inkling of your status or mind
He's just the glow that I splatter to bind
You and I like siamese twins
So let the sick sad game begin
Now, you're here again
And he will wonder where I've been
I'm giving in
But in my own opinion
That's how to be
Though I can hear him singing
All this envy's killing me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
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