It's fourth of July weekend And If I leave then you can't find me Let me stay lost Maybe this is my sign to let the love die Or I could stay home and keep killing myself So slow and watch my soul bleed out I didn't know that it would make me so sick Seeing your name light up my telephone list I hate the way you loved me Was it really a chore? It seems like you loved your last lovers a little bit more That's cool I'm okay I wish that I could just say it to your face It's the first week of August I wish I stayed true to all the feelings you missed When you said you didn't need me We're just not meant to be I bet you're sorry for everything I hate the way you loved me Was it really a chore? It seems like you loved your last lovers a little bit more That's cool I'm okay I wish that I could just say it to your face