I'm sitting on
The rooftop
Of my house
Firefly
In my jar
That's in my hand
I'm thinking back
To august when I tried to move along
But I never could
I still feel dead
When you're in my head
And I know I'm over you
But not yet the sadness
And to be truthful, I miss the good times
But I would never take you back
It's November
Well it is
As I write these words
Nearly December
I should feel
Okay by now
But I still think about
The summer that we shared in Michigan
Ave Marina
I hate hearing your name
Don't wanna see your face
Cause I know I'm over you
But not yet the sadness
And to be truthful, I miss the good times
But I would never take you back
Yeah I know I'm over you
And soon the sadness
And even though I miss the good times
I wish I never met you
And I'm sitting on
The rooftop
All alone
Open the jar
Let the light
Leave my grasp