teenager

young

dumb and trying to fall in love with a six-pack of coke getting warm in a cluttered trunk

burnt out on melodrama and teenage bitterness that i need to let go of

sucking summer off each others' fingers

windows down all showing the world we don't care

christine doesn't seem to mind that all of my songs are about dying and suicide

sometimes i don't think i mind when she yells at my friends

i wanna yell at my friends sometimes

sticking flowers in each others' hair

all making out

all showing the world we don't care

and i know that every moment's fleeting

i know i have too many feelings

but when the seasons change

when i'm turning grey

and waves turn to rain

and everything's a pain

i'll laugh 'cause i know i don't care