I've got this pain in my chest from the night that we left

The city we love when the rain was thundering over us

You were passed out in my car

Everything we own down in the junkyard

I guess i'll carry you home

I know we both can't stand to be alone

I've got this lightsaber in my room

That I hide from my friends

So they don't think that i'm way lamer than i am

In fact i try to make myself seem less odd

Way less scared when i'm not

I'm a jerk when i'm jealous and that happens a lot

Kick me off the mattress

I always sleep better on the coach

Fuck stressing out

I'm coming over

Every single weekend

Hope i see you when i'm back again

Can you say it

Just tell me

What you're thinking

Something crazy

I hope it is

She wants me back he wants me dead

You can be the singer

I'll just play the drums and write a lame fiction

Grab your sword and shield before you start swinging

Can you say it

Just tell me

What you're thinking

Something crazy

I hope it is

She wants me back he wants me dead

You can be the singer

I'll just play the drums and write a lame fiction

Grab your sword and shield before you start swinging

She wants me back he wants me dead