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