she didn't mean to deceive you, believe me, but sometimes the hardest

part is

conceiving, the good intentions that you had, now only came to this,

and

although she saw the mark, the arrow missed, if it isn't exciting

reciting the

stories, of kind of words turned hurting when routine get boring, both

gettin

tired of punk rock clubs, and both playing in punk rock bands, the

start was

something good, but some good things must end, and she said it could

never

survive, with such, differing lives, one home one out on tour again,

we may

never come back, the strike of a match, the candle's burning at both

ends, and

now she knows to much, and i'm too fucked up, it's akward trying to

make my

move, i'll pretend that i'm fine, show up right on time, but i know

i'll never

be that cool, i never wanted to hold you back, i'm just trying to hold

on, but

my chance is gone, i know/ just where/ i stand/ a boy, trapped in the

body of

a man and, i'll take what you're willing to give, and i'll teach

myself to

live, with a walk-on part of a backround shot, from a movie i'm not

in, she's

so important, and i'm so retarted, and now i realize, i should have

kissed you

in L.A., but i drove home all alone, as if i had a choice anyway,

where are

you coming from? what are you running from? is it so hard to see? and

if

you're feeling scared, remember the time we shared, you know it meant

everything (everything), you know it meant everything to me,you know

that it

meant everything to me