Une ode à la punkitude intérieure. I don’t love you for your graveyard eyesI don’t love you for your shaven thighsI just love you for thatBeat-beat-beat-beat-beating I don’t love you for your tattered tieI don’t love you, and I don’t know whyI just love you for thatBeat-beat-beat-beat-beating I’ve got a safety pin stuck in my…