I was looking at, what, twenty feet of snow
That kept us in a fifth story apartment
But I don't
So he can have another
Some things stick when you throw hard enough
But I don't
He can have another
I reinvest myself into the auction hell
Play it a little faster every hour
It can happen to you any day now
So I sit alone, up in my room
Listening to old Green Day records
All by myself
Some favorite bands
A couple friends
And what it means to be sixteen again
These old things make me
I was on the beach
Too clear, the memory
Too sad to see it go
But too fucked up to care
I spent my summer in your parents' bedroom
Getting stoned and doing nothing
Spent my winter in some old apartments
Getting stoned and doing nothing
Spent my summer in your parents' bedroom
Watching Casey make her own choices forever
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