| Psychopath Too bad he’s such a goddamn psychopath Too bad he couldn’t make up his mind I think at this point, girl, it’s time you started dating A boy with some spine. If I’ve said it once before, I’m sure I’ve said it a thousand times: Girls like you are ever-ever-ever so hard to find I say you leave him here, let him drive himself blind. Too bad he’s such a goddamn psychopath Too bad he couldn’t see what you’ve got. We all know how cool you are and how it sucks to be him, Having missed his shot. Too bad he’s such a goddamn psychopath Too bad he couldn’t see what he had Don’t let him come crawling back now With some lame I’m sorry or whoops, my bad. Not allowed You’d let the phone ring off the hook, You wouldn’t believe the kind of self-restraint it took Not to pick it up, not to just give in Not to take you back and let you win. You’re not allowed. I never wanted you back, okay, I wanted you back But I can’t believe you had the gall to come up and ask, Well, the day is gone and the time has passed When I’d jump at the chance to have you back in the sack. You’re sublime, but you’re subliminal And if I let you back now, that would be criminal, I’m the victim of too many crimes against myself And that leaves you to cuddle with somebody else. You had your names for me, for my lack of will, It was hilarious, long as you got your fill. Well the game is over, your hand’s been played And it’s not my problem if you can’t get laid. Keep in Touch Stay sweet, stay nice, remember when we’d stay up all night? Live life, have fun, the party has only just begun. Too cool to be forgotten by anybody but me. Loved you like a sister, But you know it’s no secret how little I’ll miss you. Keep in touch, have a good summer. Keep in touch, see you next year. Look good, stay high, at this point it’s just about getting by. Stay sweet, don’t change, it doesn’t matter if our friendship wanes. Rock out, rock on, you know I’ll do the same when you’re gone. In a world this small, we were bound to meet And have the whole place at our feet. Good luck, have fun, I’m sure you’ll do well After making it through our years of hell. (Hidden) Final chapter, two weeks left. I’m still here, but I’m a mess. Nothing left for us to say, I just want to sit and spend the day. I will hold your hand If you’ll tell me when it’s time to let go. |
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