listening to yr band makes me sad
fighting with yr friends made me feel so mad
you push it just so far
pull off in yr dad’s car
listening to yr band makes me sad
sitting on the fence made me look so bad
you push it just so far
pull off in yr dad’s car
oh, I feel it coming on
ice cracking / burns the bomb
then turn to me for rules
as if I don’t have skeletons too
trade pennies for yr thoughts
trade mornings for long walks
it’s all so safe to say
when it won’t matter, anyway