It’s Missy’s house on weeknights, Pete’s car on warmer Saturdays. I’d like it if the clouds moved, and made me look like someone else today. It’s waking up past two and three calls to make plans for the day. It’s “check out this quote I found, I’m really feeling that today.” Breaking a promise to myself, but keeping one to my friends. I’m not missing out. It’s “you know you’re the better guy, you were too good for her, yeah she’s the one that’s missing out, she stopped returning calls.” I’m not missing out. Definitely not. $6.50 for the cab and 5 bucks to think the night away. Frustration after practice, and asking why the fuck we played. It’s shotgun in your car and “don’t bother me till I’m awake.” It’s taking sides in battles, trying to figure out who’s fake. Breaking a promise to myself, but keeping one to my friends. I’m not missing out. It’s the only reason I was going is because id see you there but the only thing I saw tonight is how much you really care. I’m not missing out. Definitely not, no definitely not. I wont waste a minute of your time (minute of your time). It’s night we talked at strangers houses, should I walk you home do you hate me by now? My thinking wasn’t oh so wrong. I wont waste a minute of your time. I know why you hate me this time. It’s pouring hearts out on those steps about doing things you might regret for the sake of someone, and why you need that person. It’s time spent dying for a change, and “I cant go out like this today” until words in a letter, proved you, yourself, knew better. It’s Friday night 5 nights a week. No plans, four cars, one fake ID and you can’t take that from me, no you can’t take that from me. It’s why its taken me so long, to sit down and write this song, to let go of someone, and to enjoy my summer.