What do you say we both just leave?
Why is there more here left to see?
I don't understand is it me?
Am I that difficult to read?
I led myself on
As you
Turned around
Just in time to
Shout back at me . .
Do you like the way you're dressed up?
Do you like how your hair gets cut?
Do you like when your friends f** up?
Don't you think you have had enough?
I'll need more
Advice
'till something
Sounds nice
But my life
Just shouts back at me . .
If it were all left up to me
I would just let myself believe
Whether or not it's night or day
If I'm asleep or I'm awake
I would not make the same mistake
What do you say I just get lost?
Why I don't think you'd miss me much?
I'm sure there's others left to lust
Believe me no one in hist'ry will ever sit there thinking 'Oh whatever did become of us?'