I hate the way
some songs remind me of you
like “RIGHT NOW”
and I sing along
“she taught me how to trust”
“and to believe in lust”
“she taught me how to cuss”
“that bitch it’s over”
“I used to be such a nice boy”
and I remember you, me and your friends
driving around town listening to that song
and that silly sign with the dog
saying “no more ruff nights”
me quoting the dog
in my goofy voice making your friends laugh at me
and I did used to be a such nice boy
and you really aren’t a bitch
well not always
not when that record plays
when we sing along
“fake plastic submarines”
that day, so far away now, it seems
and it’s the little things I miss
your pineapple lipstick kiss
your knee-high socks
the way you kept your car a mess
I get excited then I get so sad
every time I see a silver corolla
pass me by on the road
I want it to be you
on your way to see me
but it never is
I always end up at home
same as always, sitting alone
listening to all the songs
we listened to when we were together
“why do you always kick me when I’m high”
“knock me down to we see eye to eye”
never going to get used to it being over
just never gonna get over you
“I used to be such a nice boy”
Quoted lyrics taken from the song “RIGHT NOW” by SR71
Used without permission