i´m sittin´ up in my room
thinkin´ about you, guess
i´m just a wasted boy
with nothing better to do
try not tp pick up the phone
eleven times a day
when do i hope you´re not home
i got nothin to stay i gotta stop
it really hurts
8 ways to say you´re wrong
20 ways to lie
8 ways to say tomorrow
something better change
been livin with your shit too long
you know it´s gotta end
yell to me sing your song
you know it´s gotta end
you just been around too long
to still be my friend
try and talk it out with you
let´s not pretend
now´s the time today´s the day
to show you what i fail to say
i gotta stick i got some friends
this is where your story ends right now.
we´re gonna belt right now
you don´t look so well that´s right
you can´t walk so well
go on, give it a chance
may i ask for this dance
you´re so fucked up