Part scraping knee, part broken teeth Half boredom, half bad night's sleep I'm collapsing and I don't care
It's not like I'm without nothing to do It's not like I'm without my bad days And now she's coasting over me She's over me
I told you so, the vim is gone I wonder what went wrong And now I know I'm in between I've come to grips with what that means
I stop, did I miss my turn What didn't I learn was I not around when roll was called I stop, did I miss my turn Another round when boredom becomes fear
Just give me something I can use But with the knowledge it might be abused
I just sit in my room I just stare at these walls And now recall it doesn't help me at all
I wish I was in eighth grade I could shoulder tap to buy a pack of Parliaments I know I was underage at least I'd try
And now she's gone away, that's done now And all my days end the same And how I sit in my room and Think about what could have been
I just sit in my room I just stare at these walls And now recall it doesn't help me at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
