I've got this pain in my chest from the night that we left
The city we love when the rain was thundering over us
You were passed out in my car
Everything we own down in the junkyard
I guess i'll carry you home
I know we both can't stand to be alone
I've got this lightsaber in my room
That I hide from my friends
So they don't think that i'm way lamer than i am
In fact i try to make myself seem less odd
Way less scared when i'm not
I'm a jerk when i'm jealous and that happens a lot
Kick me off the mattress
I always sleep better on the coach
Fuck stressing out
I'm coming over
Every single weekend
Hope i see you when i'm back again
Can you say it
Just tell me
What you're thinking
Something crazy
I hope it is
She wants me back he wants me dead
You can be the singer
I'll just play the drums and write a lame fiction
Grab your sword and shield before you start swinging
Can you say it
Just tell me
What you're thinking
Something crazy
I hope it is
She wants me back he wants me dead
You can be the singer
I'll just play the drums and write a lame fiction
Grab your sword and shield before you start swinging
She wants me back he wants me dead