In all the wasted afternoons
Going to pointless destinations
You're all that's on my mind
I wish I could blow you
Straight out of my brain
But I guess now's not the time
I could move on
But what's the point in all the work
Just to screw it up again
But everything's been getting better
Until some one knocks me down
I know I'll never forget her
But maybe life is better when she's around
Keep telling myself lies
To build myself up again
I wish I could say that I'm okay
But who the hell am I to judge?
(That new Story So Far album was actually pretty good)
In the summertime it rains in my mind
But I guess that's nothing new
And every time I think about you
I feel dark blue
I could move on
But what's the point in all the work
Just to change my relationship status
It was fun to piss you off
(I guess I fucked up)
(Fuck you Frankie)
(Wow this sucks)
(Or maybe not)