歌词
Tonight i'm sleeping with the lights on
At least that's what it feels like when i'm with you
I hope that's not an issue
Like Mark Hoppus in I Miss You
We could've lived like Jack and Sally if we wanted too
But of course it's another empty case of beer
Another fucking hopeless year
Another night of lying awake feeling like a basket case
So I'll see you in the future, at least your sense of humor
Cause I don't mind the difference, I just hate the distance
You say that it's so easy, sleeping in the backseat
And camping out on my shoulder
Tell me it's alright as you gaze upon your sleepless night
I swear to god that this will be the final time
The cradle of selfishness hangs upon your neck just like a tie
I swear to god that this will always end up as the final time