(feat. Tim Myers) Can't pull myself out of the bed It's 12 o clock inside my head The people outside feel so far away I have a headache in my chest
Failure, my friends have left and I'm still here. Like a hometown jailbird still savoring my senior year. It makes me restless, to know i'm smart yet
A third party at a table for two I?m sorry I don?t mean to intrude But it was me and you before you met her And all the live songs you wrote for me (
You?ve marched To your pomp and your circumstance Bravely You?re starched you?re a formal affair and I Can?t breathe You?re smart you know all those
