I don't want to go out
The rain is pouring outside
You say it's only drizzling
And that you love the smell of petrichor
Well i dont! Why do we always have to do what you want?
I hate your damn pictures and the fact that you romanticize it all
I can see you with my flashlight
My friends and I will do whatever we want to
Christ, what are you?
I don't want you
Try to sound like a dolphin
And you'll see that I igonore you totally
Surprise, I got you
My eyes just fooled you
That special someone
Wont ever come around
