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she didn't mean to deceive you, believe me, but sometimes the hardest part is
conceiving, the good intentions that you had, now only came to this, and
although she saw the mark, the arrow missed, if it isn't exciting reciting the
stories, of kind of words turned hurting when routine get boring, both gettin
tired of punk rock clubs, and both playing in punk rock bands, the start was
something good, but some good things must end, and she said it could never
survive, with such, differing lives, one home one out on tour again, we may
never come back, the strike of a match, the candle's burning at both ends, and
now she knows to much, and i'm too fucked up, it's akward trying to make my
move, i'll pretend that i'm fine, show up right on time, but i know i'll never
be that cool, i never wanted to hold you back, i'm just trying to hold on, but
my chance is gone, i know/ just where/ i stand/ a boy, trapped in the body of
a man and, i'll take what you're willing to give, and i'll teach myself to
live, with a walk-on part of a backround shot, from a movie i'm not in, she's
so important, and i'm so retarted, and now i realize, i should have kissed you
in L.A., but i drove home all alone, as if i had a choice anyway, where are
you coming from? what are you running from? is it so hard to see? and if
you're feeling scared, remember the time we shared, you know it meant
everything (everything), you know it meant everything to me,you know that it
meant everything to me
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