Remember ending that first summer That evening was a bummer, just knowing that I had to go Three hours ain't so far when I'm driving in my car On my way to another show The seasons aren't so strange when all the colors change But it doesn't tell me how to feel 'bout you There's a pounding in my head (Dude just go to bed) So I'll take another drink or two My friends don't even like you (yeah you're pretty awful) My friends don't even like your personality But at least they think you're pretty (pretty fucking awful) Ain't that the real tragedy Your pretty face is my disgrace And I keep getting back on the wrong track This isn't healthy, my brain's on empty I'm admitting that you should go (You shouldn't be here anyway) I make the same mistakes and I let them culminate Into another running joke (It's not that funny) I start to realize when I'm stuck between your thighs You're just another notch in the bedpost (Another line in the song) The only thing that makes me feel better Are the moments when I start to forget her (But when you let in her in our home, when you should be alone Jesus Christ I wish we never even met her) Your pretty face is my disgrace And I keep getting back on the wrong track This isn't healthy, my brain's on empty I'm admitting that you should go