All I wanted was a post card With your name in the left corner At the bottom it’d say I love you And the days are getting shorter But I guess I wasn’t even worth that Being boiled at the burner in the back
But it really doesn’t bother me Cause the high life tastes like flat iced tea I’ll get what I justly deserve You’ll get the words you’ve never heard
You’ll keep thinking about my problems I won’t ever try to solve them Please don’t tell me to stop yelling “I hope that you change” Because I know you never will
FRIENDS
Search for what you've lost again sell at any cost give my best to tem tell her that i'm going west i'm gonna be i'm gonna be lost
well I hope you find her lying in a big green field taking in the sun dreaming of everyone
give your heart to him so he can put it on the shelf sometimes he loves you sometimes he just forgets again he just spends his time looking at pretty girls on the internet