don’t remind your friends these things don’t really end we’ll settle for a bar with a catchy name the things you talk about your parents and self-doubt well you know i can’t change them but i’ll take my time with you i’ll say what you want me to i’ll say what you want me to
and i swore i’d take it back the passive after fact the words i said weren’t a promise of much of anything I hope you know that now i hope you’ll forget about the constant reassurance of what i’m in too deep to openly denounce
and the days are going fast i’ve no more time to ask what the hell we’re doing after we graduate but that’s okay you know you can’t go to the grad school you though owed you money when its painfully apparent you can’t pay the rest but i’ll confess that graduation entitlement that manic disappointment for the things we thought they owed us it’s all we have it’s all we have