When I met you in the summertime
I was a different man
I've learned a lot I've changed since then
But I think I understand
It doesn't get much easier from here on out
I guess
So I'll just pack my bags
And move on my way back home
There's nothing left here for me anymore
Do you have any idea?
What you've put me through
It's not like I can do any better
Go away
I've had enough of you
