Looking back though me and Zack Weren't as tight as I often made us out to be We shared moments, absent fathers He always seemed a gentle soul to me Sometime late last year, he thought he had a bright idea Took off all his clothes And went for a swim in a fountain Now when I see him he always asks me for a cigarette When my parents got divorced She drove me down to the shore Where me and Javi would talk for hours about her She was my first but not the last I'd be lying if I said that she did break my heart Three months were green, not grey Stuck out in California Unlike Luigi I never pay for Wi-Fi My green illusion, a blood transfusion It was the worst mistake I'd made until today Three random stories, a shortcut to glory The worst mistake I'd made until today