There's a chance that
I don't feel like going out to eat,
lie and tell my friends. I don't care,
they're getting sick of the same old things I say,
I catch myself and I change the subject.
I pretend that everything's ok,
Though you treated me like an object.
I don't want to go
I don't want to go to the bar to get some drinks,
I don't care if they say they're buying.
If I see anybody making out,
In my beer I'll end up crying.
I don't want to go to the record store,
I showed
All the posers selling those cd's
are a bunch of fucking assholes!!
You said you want me to get over you..
That's exactly what I want to do!
But I can't make it go away.
Maybe I should go and see a shrink.
He can figure out just why I think about you
Every minute every day
Every minute every day
I don't want to go