I don't want to go out The rain is pouring outside You say it's only drizzling And that you love the smell of petrichor Well i dont! Why do we always have to do what you want? I hate your damn pictures and the fact that you romanticize it all I can see you with my flashlight My friends and I will do whatever we want to Christ, what are you? I don't want you Try to sound like a dolphin And you'll see that I igonore you totally Surprise, I got you My eyes just fooled you That special someone Wont ever come around