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I'm sick of my hair,
I'm sick of writings songs I never sing along.
That was the point when I started writing this shit down.
Why don't you stare?
I'll sing you a song I think I've never really lived,
Or maybe I did I've just forgotten who I am.
And I am lost without your love,
I never thought it would go this far.
I know you hear me, you're not alone,
When I sing and play guitar.
And miss you.
And I miss you.
And I pray to God this genre lives so we can feel like we're in love.
Why don't you smile?
As often as we used to be more innocent than this,
Signing yearbooks and making friends with everyone.
Why can't we see?
Nothing's changed much now we just have more facial hair,
Marcia's married and I don't care, it's cool with me.
And I am lost without your love,
I never thought it would go this far.
I know you hear me, you're not alone,
When I sing and play guitar.
And I miss you.V And I miss you.
So I pray to God this genre lives so we can feel like we're in love.
Slow down, stop this, show me who you are.
I thought this could be the very start, of something new.
And I believe in this, in you, and you and me and stereos and still,
I hold my heart up to your ear so you can feel like we're in love.