I saw a girl in my room last night she spoke to me without saying a word I knew ways to say sorry I always feel exactly the same
I try to waste my time without wasting my life
and the punks agree that I was caught in the moment and the punks agree that I should have stayed at home
I try to waste my time without wasting my life
she just wanted you to be happy when you've beaten on yourself she would stare to a magazine but she know the pages can't distract her she's hopelessly looking for you inbetween the lines
it's not your fault she hears you darling it's not your fault when you're all alone but she'll never leave again at all
I saw a girl in my room last night I always feel exactly the same