i saw you at the show, you were alone.
such a waste, thinking about you ever since.
i don't want to get married or hang out with you.
it's a sick world, yes it's true.
wasting time thinking about a girl, and it makes
me wonder, why are we such suckers?
i want to stay young and dumb and stay away from
you.
it's a sick world, yes it's true.
i don't want you on my mind.
i don't want to have to waste my time wondering if
you're thinking about me as i am about you.
i don't want to stay up late and think about love
and you and fate.
i would rather fall asleep and dream about it all
instead