It's all me in my head I'm the one who burned us down
Oh, what a shame what a rainy ending given to a perfect day
So I punched a hole in the roof
have this dream you're doing cool shit Having adventures on your own
You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
When I passed your house It's like I couldn't breathe
Hang your head low In the glow of the vending machine
Come on, come on don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out
I'm sick and tired of your attitude