Did I say something that was wrong?
Did all my consequences take too long?
Was I myself just way too soon?
I can't help myself from falling for you
I gotta get back I know I should
Take to long to send you letters it's gone for good
Though I hardly know I thought I'd try
I can taste my nervousness with tears in my eyes
I hate all the pretty people
People make me sick
When you come to me all torn up
It's always some joke I'm bored of
Get away from the girls
Hiding from the waves
Screaming at the cars
Highbeam in their heads
You should know she's not thinking about you at all
Why blame her cuz you're always quick to fall
Realizing that they're for you
You can fantasize about it not seeing the truth
I hate all the pretty people
People make me sick
When you come to me all torn up
It's always some joke I'm bored of
Get away from the girls
Hiding from the waves
Screaming at the cars
Highbeam in their heads