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So now I've found you, but I still can't make this happen
I guess you wanted something else
You don't want me, you just longed for my attention
I can't even trust myself
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I'm a little disappointed in you
And I think you should be too
You just waste all of your time
With your blonde partner in crime
Don't tell me about the boys you've kissed
And all the chances that I missed
I can't say that I'm impressed
Cause this is not you at your best
I suffered through bad Chinese food
Just for a chance to talk to you
Now I know just who you are
It's a shame we let things get this far
Don't tell me about the girls you've kissed
And all the chances that I missed
I can't say that I'm impressed
Cause this is not you at your best
And we'll get dinner whenever I'm home
But I'll never tell you, I'm happy that you're alone
You deserve to be alone
Your bright eyes and perfect dress
Don't hide the fact that you're a mess
And every night that you go drink
I hope it gives you time to think
About the way that things could have turned out
If you kept your tongue in your own fucking mouth
About the way that things could have been
If you hadn't cheated on me then
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Senior Superlatives
02:59
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Staring at the pages of my yearbook
Wondering where they ended up
Am I the only one that feels like a failure
Progressing in your careers
While I'm digressing through my years
Am I the only one who doesn't seem older
And I will try to leave this all behind
But for now I'll just keep reminiscing
Staring at the signatures
You signed my crack, "Have a great Summer!"
I hope you make it all the way through college
You got your masters, I lost my job
You make six figures and I'm a slob
Who still thinks he can make it in a band
And I will try
To leave this all behind
But for now I'll just keep reminiscing
Running out of time I think it's time I see things differently
Am I in charge of my own destiny?
Sick of lamenting over things that I can't change
'Cause after all, it's just a stupid yearbook
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You don't know
What you're doing
Who you kiss
Who you're screwing
Girls aren't fucking toys
To be played with by little boys
I won't shake your damn hand
'Cause I don't know where it's been
You call me up
Try to talk
All I could do
Is stare at the clock
Girls aren't fucking toys
To be played with by little boys
I won't shake your damn hand
'Cause I don't know where it's been
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She said, “You want me to know how you feel, but I don’t want to so keep it to yourself."
I never knew that you could hate me for being so sad
I’m still alone, and I’m guessing that that makes you glad
You don’t wanna know how I feel?
Well I guess you should have thought of that before forgetting that I was real
But I don’t hate you
I just really wish I did
I would have married you
Who am I kidding?
We’re just kids
Pennsylvania is now my least favorite state
And when I say it, it tastes just as bad as speaking your name
I burned that red bandana that I wore
on the night that I pushed our canoe off the shore
But I’m not bitter
Who am I kidding?
I sure as hell am
I only just threw away your picture
Is this what they call becoming a man?
I’m learning to cherish the lonely times
The late night drives that no one knows about
Cause I won’t be able to live like this forever
Someday there will be someone who cares
that I wake up at 3 o’clock in the morning
with no apparent sense of direction
The sadness is there, but it’s part of my story
My life is a Steinbeck novel, and I’m learning not to care
My life is a Steinbeck novel, and I'm learning not to care
And if it takes sadness to make this book worth reading
Well then, I guess that it’s worth a shot
And if it takes sadness to make this ending worth remembering
Well then, I guess that that is fair
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