Kara never believes me
When I tell her why
I don't want to see her anymore
And I mean it this time
On bicycles we'd ride around
In the middle of the night to the center of town
We'd congregate
Tangle our wasted fates
We'd swig from bottles lifted from your father's favorite hiding place
And if we keep this up mom and dad are bound to find out
So wake up Sunday morning, suddenly devout
I used to say three years is enough
I used to have a cutoff
But you called my bluff
The way you laughed
At every joke I told
And you taught me how to smoke
And I acted as though I did not already know
Kara never believes me
When I tell her why
I don't want to meet her mom
I want just to stay the night
I'm not the comedown kind
I'm rot and blight
A mom would see what's going on
And not be wrong to want me gone for life
And if we keep it up my friends are bound to find out
I wanted it at first but I guess I just don't want it now
And if we keep it up my friends are bound to find out
They'll think I'm crazy, call me dumb, tell me it's not allowed
I used to say three years is enough
I used to have a cutoff
But you called my bluff
The way you laughed
At every joke I told
And you taught me how to smoke
And I acted as though I did not already know