1. |
Fine, Great
02:25
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I hate worrying about the future
Cause all my current problems are based around the past
And I hate when you call me late at night
Just to check in to make sure I got nothing to be sad about
But it's alright
And I'm okay
I won't need your help, anyway
Ah, well
I hate having to think about my future
When all I wanna do is worry about everyone but me
I'm so tired
Or maybe just bored
I can't really tell the difference whenever I'm talking to you
And I know that
You just adore
Starting off with me, that way that there's no way that I'll assume
That you're wasting
All of my time
To vent about your problems like how your Instagram stopped working
And how your friends
Bailed on you
But it was funny cause it was the day you were supposed to hang with me
(Yeah... about that...)
I'm guilty as charged for leading you on
A lie that I know is easy to see
But it's crucial to blot out any
Signs that I might have feelings
This way you don't ask me how am I
This way you won't force me to proceed
With actually having to tell you my worries
With actually having you give a damn about me
You giving a damn about
I hate worrying about the future
Cause all my fucking problems are based around the past
And I hate when you call me late at night
Just to check in to make sure I got nothing to be sad about
But it's alright
And I'm okay
I won't need your help anyway
Ah, well
I hate having to think about my future
When all I wanna do is worry about everyone but me
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2. |
The Weekend
03:19
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Though I seem cool, calm and collected
Making my way to Hipster with Glasses
Was a little more than just nerve wrackin'
Kinda’ just counted on her to turn me into goo
Praise Whatever it ended with a smile
Cause for a bit, a tad, a little while
I expected you two, to save the day with sly remarks
Like "he's so cute" and "whatever you want"s
Though the white jacket didn't fit
The friends I came with did, perfectly
Snugged right to my body
Like sad movies and late night drinks
Could’ve guessed by the end of the hour
There was more than just a little smile on my face
Covered in custard and cookies and cream, pissed off I had to leave
But all has to end.
You got a smile that could light this town and we might need it
Cause it gets dark around here, real dark around here
Most of my old friends I can only stand for the weekend
But that doesn't apply here, doesn't apply here
The day started with a bloody drip
And a taste on my lips that was a lot less than desired
Awkward moments to the side
Not all expiring fast
A tank top that didn't cover a thing
And a zipped down hoodie, zipped to the bottom
Had us laughing every time
No matter how many chest hairs there were in sight
You got a smile that could light this town and we might need it
Cause it gets dark around here, real dark around here
Most of my old friends I can only stand for the weekend
But that doesn't apply here, doesn't apply here
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3. |
Rock Bottom
02:13
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Is he here? Are you making out?
I can you hear you guys on the couch
Shut up. Make out.
Do something already. I'm waiting
After reading that text from your friends
I start losing all my confidence
So I'll stay tired, I know soon I'll be bailing
Then you, you ask if I gotta leave,
And I wish that I could say no
My head is on the verge of exploding
No amount of aspirin or pizza could help this from hurting
And now I'm turning to you scared shitless
Hoping this song goes well
Can we hide like the fact that
My mouth smells like coffee and garlic
The five cups I had this morning are getting to me
I gotta go I got the worst fucking spins
Then you, you ask if I gotta leave,
And I wish that I could say no
But we’re so caught up in the moment
And I just need a second to catch my goddamn breath
To hell with the spins I'm staying
There's no good reason why I should leave your bed tomorrow
We can watch planet earth and brain storm tattoos
To hell with class I'm skipping
Lets order food and sleep in
I've got so much to do
But it's ok cause whatever, forever
To hell with the spins I'm staying
There's no good reason why I should leave your bed tomorrow
We can watch planet earth and brain storm tattoos
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4. |
Your Graduation
02:39
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It's been three whole years of me thinking about you every day
Sometimes for hours, sometimes in passing
Saw you from the bottom of the staircase
Stood out for hours as you complained
About how you haven't seen your friends yet
That you're too drunk to stand and
You not knowing if you can love him forever
Bullshit you fucking miss me
There I said it I guess I'll talk to you in a few months
Sitting drunk on the sidewalk
I guess I'll get up
I guess I'll go for a walk
Press my shoes against the pavement
I swear this has got to be the hundredth
Time I've thought of you tonight
You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake
I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Where I let you walk away
Used to call you crook, called you a bandit
There ain't no other good damn reason why
my heart, it would go missing
For so many months so I was wishing that you
That you would stop pretending
Remember all those countless nights
When I told you I loved you
And to never forget it
Oh just forget it
You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake
I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Where I let you walk away
You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake
I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Go ahead and walk away
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Sarah Murphy Mount Pleasant, South Carolina
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