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
