i saw you at the show,
you were alone.
such a waste,
thinking about you ever since.
i don't want to get married or hang out with you.
it's a sick world,
yes it's true.
wasting time thinking about a girl,
and it makes me wonder,
why are we such suckers?
i want to stay young and dumb and stay away from you.
it's a sick world,
yes it's true.
i don't want you on my mind.
i don't want to have to waste my time wondering if you're thinking about me as i am about you.
i don't want to stay up late and think about love and you and fate.
i would rather fall asleep and dream about it all instead