Dateless and late,
I’m better by myself at home
Past the point of trying
And I’m dying here, secondary
She laughs at every word
I know came out completely wrong
And it’s my last semester…
Better scenes, I wish she’d seen me. Better off if I just let it be.
Past the point of trying, I’m a dying breed. Thank her for reminding me of all the things I’ve done completely wrong.